They looked at each other.

Lan Qingchuan took away the arm he wrapped around her waist the next moment.

They slept under the same bed, in a cuddling gesture.

Realizing this, her face stiffened. Her sleeping habits had always been good, and it was impossible for her to roll into his bed.

Ou Yanzhe was unheard of, and his cheekiness was unprecedented. And his next sentence made Lan Qingchuan blush.

"My Sleeping Beauty has finally woken up, and I wonder if I want to kiss it again?"

He didn't know whether his words were true or false, but Lan Qingchuan couldn't stand the intimacy of their skin-to-skin.

"You're just ......" In the early morning sun, Ou Yanzhe had blonde hair and a little smile in his blue eyes. In such a look, she was suddenly speechless.

Outside the window, a distant bell rang out, and Château Chambord awoke in the mist. Before dawn, the servants were already busy.

Lan Qingchuan pushed him, lifted the quilt and got out of bed to find slippers to wear.

Marrying Ou Yanzhe means that many things have to be done according to their Langlark's rules.

She put on a gown and walked to the window and opened the curtains. The sun is just right.

Then the servant knocked at the door and entered, and the fish rushed in, holding the clothes of both of them in his hands. Strange and stereotypical male and female servants, the male servants are still carrying warm water and tea cups, the maids are assigned to her, and the row of people are all unfamiliar faces.

Joey is also among them, and as Ou Yanzhe's big butler, his status is obviously different. Lan Qingchuan recognized the old man's serious and stiff face, and he bent down respectfully towards her.

"Good morning, ma'am."

The others bowed their heads to him as well.

Longerake was extremely liturgical and retained a cumbersome set of procedures in many matters. His family is indeed a hereditary aristocracy at the foot of the Marta Palace, and it is indispensable to have a set of red tape that symbolizes status. But red tape is not the same as propriety, and Longerake realized that it was a time of peace, where all men were equal, and many of the rules of dignity and inferiority had been abolished. Many of the old-school aristocrats were still retained to show their superiority.

Ou Yanzhe knew very well that the honor of relying on the shadow of the ancestors would not last long, and the title and glory of the family would be maintained by his own hands.

In the Lan family's manor, Lan Qingchuan did not have the habit of letting people serve and dress, even when he was a child.

Ou Yanzhe glanced at her with a smile and waved his hand to let his servants out, and Joey followed. He left the space to her alone, and said, "If you are not used to it, think of it as a welcome ceremony for you from my family." ”

The maids looked at her and smiled.

Lan Qingchuan took the clothes from them and said, "I'll come by myself." "If you want her to change her clothes in front of so many people, she is not so thick-skinned.

The clothes were small suits made according to her size, pink and delicate, maybe the eyebrows were too calm, but she wore them with extra dignified.

In the end, the braid was brought in by the maid and neatly tucked into the brim, and she looked particularly good.

Everyone should praise her for her good looks. She looked at herself in the mirror, the face of a pure oriental, she had been sick for a long time, her complexion was not very good, and she had to make up some makeup. Her mother said that a girl's beauty is from the inside out, and temperament and cultivation are the most beautiful things for a girl.

When it was almost ready, Ou Yanzhe knocked on the door and entered. He also wore formal clothes, his blonde hair was tied up, his posture was trimmed, and his face was handsome. After breakfast, they headed back to the Rose Castle to share lunch with Ou Yanzhe's parents.