A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 43

"If I don't talk to you about Buddhism, you won't understand appreciation!"

Lin Feifei rolled her eyes and interrupted him, stood up, waved her fan, and took a few steps: "Look, isn't he handsome? So dashing and elegant, he would look even better if painted with ink."

At this point, she glanced at the fan.

"Unfortunately, I can't. Can you draw?"

The mad monk chuckled and said, "It's quite convenient for this humble monk to use it to wipe his hands."

Lin Feifei immediately glared at him: "You don't understand art? Paint some landscapes, bamboo, plum blossoms, orchids on this. It's so elegant. Our fans have all of those."

"I will, bring it here."

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Upon hearing this voice, Lin Feifei suddenly blushed and hesitantly handed over the fan.

Chu Ying pursed her lips slightly: "What do you want me to draw?"

"orchid."

Upon hearing this, he suddenly raised his head, stared straight at her, and remained silent.

After a while.

He slowly closed the folding fan, held it in his hand, stood up and said, "There is no brush or ink here, I will take it to paint first and bring it back another day."

"Uh... okay."

Surprisingly, he didn't talk back.

The mad monk seemed not to notice and stood up with a grin: "Benefactor Chu, don't forget that you owe this humble monk a meal."

Chu Ying smiled and said, "I will definitely repay the favor in the future."

"That's good, haha, young Taoist priest, this humble monk will take his leave now!"

"Uh, goodbye," Lin Feifei said hurriedly, then added after a moment's thought, "I'm staying at Liuyun Inn. Look me up if you need anything."

The mad monk didn't say anything, but just walked away with a smile, dangling his shoes.

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Chu Ying opened the fan again and looked at it.

His green clothes fluttered slightly in the wind, like green leaves dancing in the breeze. His handsome face, framed by a snow-white fan, added to his elegance. Lin Feifei suddenly realized that the fan actually looked quite nice in his hands.

"Lin Feifei?" Her phoenix eyes held a half-smile.

"Huh?" She was too stunned to react.

His face had regained its smug expression, and he said lazily, "Have you seen enough?"

Lin Feifei came back to her senses.

No wonder people say that beauty can lead people astray!

"Who's looking at you? I just wanted to..." she hurriedly made up an excuse, "I just wanted to ask when my fan would arrive?"

"Send it over as soon as it's finished," he said, looking at the fan. "I didn't expect someone to be so eager to see me."

"See you?" Lin Feifei immediately showed a disdainful expression. "You wish! I'm worried about my fan!"

After a while.

Chu Ying looked at her, then suddenly raised her eyebrows: "Don't forget."

"What?"

"A person who would give up a lot of money for a penny."

After saying that, he simply pursed his lips coolly, turned around, and left.

.

What does this mean? Lin Feifei's face turned red.

It doesn't seem like a confession. Look at that smug face and that playful look in his eyes. Even the few things he said that seemed serious are hard to believe... He's probably just showing off because he's rich! Besides, he was seen with two women on either side of him on the Qinhuai River that day. What a pervert!

She walked into the inn feeling dejected.

"That's him!"

"What a coincidence, isn't it Young Master Lin who's back?"

"Young master, this is indeed the young man!"

...

As the noise started, a large group of people rushed towards her, and Lin Feifei took a few steps back in fright.

The waiter greeted him with a beaming smile: "Young Master Lin, someone is looking for you!"

"Is this Young Master Lin?" A gentle and refined voice rang out, exceptionally pleasant to the ear.

Lin Feifei breathed a sigh of relief when she realized it wasn't Young Master Wen, and only then did she notice who was speaking.

“You…” Upon seeing that face, she immediately recognized it—wasn’t this the white-robed scholar she had pulled from the water a couple of days ago?