Once a dead eunuch

"Wait..." Jing Bowen was dumbfounded, and said, "Aside from your arm injury, your head was also hit? Don't you like making noise?"

When Meng Yunshen saw that Li Changsheng and Jing Baiyu came here in person, he knew that Li Changsheng had something to say, and that asking the troupe to listen to the play was probably an excuse. Although the real intention is still unknown, it must be because the ulterior motives are not drinking. .

Meng Yunshen is a person with an exquisite mind, and he still has some understanding of this.

He pushed the boat along with the current and did not refuse, saying: "Everything will be arranged by Taifu Li."

"That's good." Li Changsheng said with a smile: "After a while, Changsheng sent someone to bring the theater troupe to the house."

"Okay." Meng Yunshen nodded.

Jing Bowen scratched his ears and cheeks beside him, and glanced at Li Changsheng, his expression was calm and gentle, without clues.He glanced at Jing Baiyu again, his expression was unpredictable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He glanced at Meng Yunshen next to him with a guilty conscience, and couldn't bear it any longer, and muttered: "When did you like listening to operas, you used to talk about me before."

Meng Yun looked back at him and said, "What's the matter? Only the king is allowed to listen to the play alone?"