Wen Zhiyun lay on Chen An's chest. Her hair was a little messy as she looked into his eyes and asked tentatively.
Chen An never hid his thoughts about taking a concubine. He said openly, "Mm, I had planned to take her in as a concubine."
"When do you want to take her in?"
"Let's leave it to fate."
Chen An said honestly.
After having five wives at home, he was not as enthusiastic about taking concubines as before.
Wen Zhiyun hesitated for a moment and asked, "Tell me honestly, how many concubines do you plan to take before you stop accepting them? I won't be used to having too many family members."
She thought of the family situation of the deacons from the Alchemy Hall next door. Those deacons often married dozens of wives and gave birth to hundreds of children. The house was so full that it was extremely crowded.
He had so many wives at home. It would take a long time for her to be intimate with her husband.
