Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 111 Little lover, come to me with one mouthful

It's just that he probably felt that he couldn't hold back his face. After he got out of the carriage, he didn't look at Mu Jiujiu.

Mu Jiujiu was happy and quiet. He didn't look at her or talk to her, but she felt a little more relaxed.

The servants in the mansion didn't know that Bei Chenyue was coming back for lunch, and when they saw their prince coming in, they went to the kitchen in a panic and ordered to prepare food quickly.

Bei Chenyue walked all the way back to his room, feeling sleepy inexplicably, so he casually asked Gai Feng, "When will lunch be ready?"

"About half an hour." Gai Feng replied respectfully towards Bei Chen.

"Oh, then I will take a nap for a while, and when lunch is ready, I will call me to get up and eat." After Bei Chenyue gave an order to Gai Feng, he walked directly to his bed in the room.

Standing in the room, Mu Jiujiu watched helplessly as he lay down on the bed, but finally couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Your Highness, that concubine...??"

"Go to the kitchen to see how their lunch preparations are going. If you have any dishes you want to eat, just tell them to cook, and let me sleep peacefully for a while." After Bei Chenyue pondered for a while, the rare He said to Mu Jiujiu with a good temper.

"Thank you, Your Highness!!" Upon hearing this, Mu Jiujiu immediately blessed him happily, then turned around and ran out cheerfully.

Bei Chenyue watched her go out of the room, and watched Haifeng help him close the door, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.

He was finally able to sleep soundly and peacefully.

It's just that he just fell asleep, and the dream was filled with familiar darkness again.

Bei Chenyue:? ? ?

Could it be that his grandpa is coming again? ?Why is this dream still entrusted endlessly? ?

Once in the morning, once at noon, is it possible to do it again at night? ?

Other people can occasionally dream about their ancestors during the Qingming period of the year, but he is lucky. Dreaming about ancestors is like three meals a day, frequent and stable, stable and long-lasting.

Just when Bei Chenyue was full of question marks, a light spot in the distance floated slowly towards his direction.

When the spot of light drifted closer and slowly transformed into a human form, Bei Chen called out weakly, "Grandpa Huang."

"Grandson..." Grandpa Huang floated in front of Bei Chenyue, heaved a long sigh, and looked at him with the expression that he didn't want to talk to him.

Bei Chenyue: "Grandpa Huang, isn't it a bit frequent for you to entrust your dreams?? Even if we have activated the annual entrusted entrustment, we can't be so extravagant."

Hearing what he said, Grandpa Huang couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said, "You think I'm willing to come to see you so often?? Is it because you don't live up to your expectations?? What did Grandpa Huang tell you just now? Turn around and forget!?"

Bei Chenyue looked at Grandpa Huang with grievances and said: "The grandson has not forgotten!! Grandpa, didn't you say that you want that Mu Jiujiu to feed me?? The grandson even held her wrist and asked her I fed my grandson a whole meat bun, isn’t that okay!?”

Grandpa Huang: "Of course not!! The matter of feeding you is also a matter of asking me to ask. What is the difference between forcing others to feed you and eating by yourself?? Ah?? You tell me, What's the difference!?"

(End of this chapter)