Spring Garden Heart Chapter 93

There is a lot of rain in Dajing in spring.

The monk was wearing a bamboo hat and walking barefoot on the bluestone slabs. Fine and dense raindrops fell, wetting the corners of his clothes. Suddenly, a hard object like a stone was thrown on the monk's bamboo hat. He looked up and saw the prince sitting in the attic with a smile on his face.

"Monk Xuanqing, why are you here?" The prince held a wine glass in one hand and leaned over to look at the monk, while with the other hand he weighed a large piece of silver with interest. It seemed that he had used this thing to smash the monk's hat just now.

The monk looked up at him, and some raindrops fell on his eyelashes. He blinked, and the raindrops turned into water drops and fell down his cheeks. At first glance, it looked like a tear. When the prince saw this, he burst into laughter and shouted at him: "Monk, do you want to drink?"

The monk shook his head and said that he did not eat meat.