There is a crazy concubine in the family: I can't afford to marry a concubine

"Oh, Miss, what are you talking about? How dare Aunt Wen molested Miss." Aunt Wen looked at Leng Lan, her eyes suddenly changed, "It's just that Miss, don't wait until you see the dishes come, and say no I ate."

"Aunt Wen, no!" Leng Lan looked at Aunt Wen with a trace of helplessness in her eyes. Could it be that she is so fickle?

"Okay, Aunt Wen, don't tease her." Xuanyuan Che looked at Leng Lan with a hint of pampering at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, since the prince has said so, then I won't say it." Aunt Wen said lightly, "Your maidservant will arrange meals now."

"Go." Xuanyuan Che said with a smile.

Leng Lan looked at Aunt Wen's leaving figure, and finally relaxed her nerves. She never thought that Aunt Wen would be so scary when she was difficult.

"Che, this is the first time I know that Aunt Wen is like this..." Leng Lan had a smile in his eyes, the feeling of being cared about is really good.

"Who made you worry her?" Xuanyuan Che nodded Leng Lan's nose.

"Okay, then I was wrong." Leng Lan suddenly pouted and said, "By the way, have you found out where that person is?"

"Well, where did you find it?"

"Really?" A joyful smile bloomed on Leng Lan's face. She thought it would take a lot of time, but she didn't expect Xuanyuan Che to do things so quickly.

Xuanyuan Che looked at the smile on Leng Lan's face, and the tenderness in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"That is, what my lady wants to do for my husband, how dare I not do it well for my husband?"

"Okay, you're smart." Leng Lan said pretentiously.

"Isn't it? Husband Yi seems to be very sensible." Xuanyuan Che said with a smile, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with lowering his status just to please Leng Lan.

Listening to Xuanyuan Che's words, Leng Lan suddenly felt a little sad in her heart for some reason.Is it true that the present happiness will be forgotten tomorrow?

"Che, is there any way to make me remember what happened between us." Leng Lan looked at Xuanyuan Che and asked pretending not to care.

"I don't know either," Xuanyuan Che smiled wryly, if he could, how could he willingly endure all this.

Feeling Xuanyuan Che's sadness, Leng Lan forced a smile on purpose.

"Maybe I have a way."

"What, I don't know what you can do, Lan'er?" There was a trace of curiosity in Xuanyuan Che's eyes, and his heart suddenly jumped out of control.

"Since my brain is not working well and I can't remember these things, then we can just record these things with that pen, isn't it all right? Didn't the ancients say 'a good memory is worse than a bad pen'?" Leng Blue said with a smile.

"And take a note down, when we get old and our memory gets worse, if we look through the record book, we won't forget what happened between us."

When Xuanyuan Che heard Leng Lan's words, his heart was in a trance for a moment, "Well, what Lan'er said is right, if you can't remember it in your head, just use a pen to write it down."

"Then who remembers? It's not necessarily possible to arrange someone to follow me all the time, right?" There was a trace of disbelief in Leng Lan's eyes.

"How is that possible?" Xuanyuan Che smiled, "You can't remember, don't you still have me? I write it down every night, and when you recover, I will show it to you together."

Leng Lan imagined that scene, and there was a trace of tenderness in her eyes, but she didn't know if such a day would exist between herself and this person.