Quickly wear the hero, you got the wrong script

Chapter 131 A Passionate Tsing Yi Actor x Miss Foreign Opera Fan (5)

Chu Xia opened the door and walked in. Meng Huaisheng was sitting lazily on a large chair in front of the dressing table, wearing a robe.

He turned his head, and it was only in early summer that he saw his face clearly. It didn't change much from a few years ago, but his outline was more distinct.

Meng Huaisheng has some male-female looks, but he is not girly. His face is like a peach and plum, and his eyes are like stars.

Nowadays, it is fashionable to have a slicked back hair, but he has long hair, which is tied behind his back with a hairband, and he is twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Mr. Meng, is he quitting opera and practicing Buddhism instead?"

Meng Huaisheng laughed: "It's not about cultivating Buddhism, it's just chanting scriptures in an attempt to wash away the sins on your body."

Chu Xia randomly found a chair and sat down, supporting her head: "Can people like Mr. Meng also be guilty?"

Meng Huaisheng twirled his beads: "Everyone has sins."

Chu Xia sneered, eyes rolling: "Then what do you think of me, sir?"

Meng Huaisheng glanced at her, laughed, shook his head, and said nothing.

Chu Xia felt that it was boring: "Sir, you called me here just to let me watch you turn the beads?"

Meng Huaisheng stopped his movements and put the beads on the table: "No, Miss Chu is here today to fulfill a promise."

"What promise?"

"When Lingtang was still alive, Meng once promised to sing a play for her on her birthday, what a pity"

It's a pity that Chu Xia didn't know, it was just that her mother didn't survive that day and passed away.

"I heard that my husband has never sang Farewell My Concubine since my mother died, but is it because of this?"

"Yes and no."

Chu Xia didn't want to listen to his polite speech, listening to it wasted his brain.

She subconsciously turned the bracelet on her hand, "Then let's sing."

Meng Huaisheng glanced inadvertently, and a flash of fairness flashed across his eyes.

Her wrist is thin and white, which looks even better against the emerald jade bracelet.

Meng Huaisheng was startled, quickly looked away, and silently recited a Buddha's name in his heart.

He cleared his throat and began to sing.

"Since I have been fighting with the king in the east and west, I have suffered from wind, frost and toil, year after year. I hate the Wudao Qin for ruining the lives of the people, which only caused the people to suffer."

Meng Huaisheng was humming the Overlord's poem, and he still looked lazy. Every word came out of his mouth, and Chu Xia was brought in all at once.

Chu Xia had a bad temper since she was a child, so her mother took her to listen to the opera, saying that listening to the opera was the most soothing.

"Your Majesty, if you can break through the encirclement in this battle, please retreat to Jiangdong and try to revive the Chu Kingdom."

For some reason, Chu Xia suddenly thought of her mother.

At that time, her mother hugged her and sat on a chair, explaining to her sadly: "It's a pity that one used the overlord's sword to kill himself, but it didn't bring him a life."

Chu Xia was still young at the time and didn't understand the meaning. She just felt that Qing Yi's singing was really miserable and she shed a few tears.

Her mother also laughed at her: "It seems that our Xia Xia is still a drama addict."

"Han soldiers, he, he, he, he came in!"

After the last word fell, Meng Huaisheng took a long time to recover from it.

Looking up at Chu Xia, she saw her head drooping, with a few tears on her eyelashes.

"Miss Chu." He called her softly.

Chu Xia's eyelashes trembled and she raised her head: "Ah?"

Meng Huaisheng handed a handkerchief from his arms: "Wipe it."

Chu Xia touched her face subconsciously, only to realize that she was crying, and quickly took the handkerchief to wipe her face.

She was a little embarrassed, and after wiping, she held the handkerchief helplessly: "I will return this handkerchief to sir some other day."

"No need, just return it to the original owner."

(End of this chapter)