Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 202 The Golden Water Ladle Feels Good 2
When the carriage wobbled and drove to a relatively remote alley in the city, Mu Jiujiu's expression suddenly turned serious, and he stretched out his hand to hold Bei Chenyue's arm, and listened to the movement outside vigilantly, saying, "Your Highness!! Yes! murderous look!"

Bei Chen narrowed his eyes, looked down at someone's little hand on his sleeve, and said in a calm voice, "This king has noticed it."

"When those assassins come up later, Your Highness, you must protect yourself!!" Mu Jiujiu's black and white eyes were shining brightly, and when she was gearing up to rush out of the carriage, Bei Chen suddenly He held her little hand backhand and said, "Lady, wait a moment!"

Mu Jiujiu:? ? ?

She turned her head full of doubts, looked at Bei Chenyue and said, "Does Your Highness have any orders?"

"Yes." Bei Chenyue nodded, bent down from under the seat of the carriage, took out a water ladle shining with golden light, handed it to Mu Jiujiu, and said, "Here, lady, your weapon."

Mu Jiujiu: "..."

She widened her eyes, and looked at the golden water ladle in Bei Chenyue's hand with a shocked expression.

This, how should I put it...

Perhaps because of the limited monthly salary of Gale, the brass and silver carved water ladles he ordered to make looked slightly smaller than normal water ladles.

And Bei Chenyue...

Perhaps it was because he, as the most favored Ninth Prince, left the palace early to build his own mansion, and the property under the name of Prince Yue's mansion was countless, so he was rich and powerful, and the golden carved water ladle he ordered was made. It looks twice as big as a normal water scoop! !

Such a big ladle...

With all due respect, it looks more like a golden cauldron.

Seeing Mu Jiujiu's stunned look, Bei Chenyue couldn't help but frowned, and handed the carved golden ladle in front of her again: "What's the matter, lady doesn't like this golden carved ladle ??"

"No..." Mu Jiujiu came back to her senses, looked at Bei Chenyue with a pair of vivid eyes, and said, "Honor...Your Highness, don't you think this golden ladle looks a bit big?"

Bei Chen looked down at the golden ladle in his hand again, pondered for a moment, and then said in a calm voice: "It does look a little bigger than a normal water ladle. I didn't think much about it at the time, so I asked someone to pull it away." Two boxes of gold passed by, maybe the blacksmith melted all the gold in order not to waste the gold..."

Two boxes of gold! ?
Mu Jiujiu's eyes widened in an instant and said: "No, Your Highness, one box of gold is enough to make two water ladles, and you actually transported two boxes of gold there??"

Bei Chenyue was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "This king is rich."

Mu Jiujiu: "..."

"Besides, is it time to discuss the size of the water ladle?" Bei Chen narrowed his eyes, and said with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "There seem to be hundreds of assassins here... in case the lady can't handle it. ..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Jiujiu took the golden carved ladle in his hand, weighed it in his hand and said: "How is it possible that the concubine beat their chickens by himself, just like crushing a chicken to death?" It's as easy as an ant!!"

Bei Chenyue: "Actually, this king wants to say... If you can't handle it, you can leave a few for this king to solve by himself..."

(End of this chapter)