An Yin hesitated for a moment, then took out the hosta from his arms and put it together with the sword spike. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yaxi seemed to sleep lightly, and after feeling the warm cloak, she also dreamed of a sentence, and then shrunk into the cloak, and subconsciously rubbed the soft fur on the cloak.

Her movements like a kitten made An Yin's heart soften. Yaxi's figure was originally quite long, perhaps because Anyin's figure was almost burly, so Yaxi seemed to have only a small lump after retracting into his cloak.

Anyin wanted to touch Yaxi's supple hair, but the moment his fingertips touched, he woke up suddenly. They didn't know each other, or even knew each other, how could they make intimate movements so easily. He struggled to retract his gaze from Ya-hee, and turned his head, only to meet the jailer's almost horrified gaze. An Yin's face darkened, frowning but without the slightest explanation.

He carefully closed the door again, then waved his hand for the jailer to go down first. Although the jailer was surprised by what had just happened, Kian Yin was the empress's appointed person after all, so she saluted anyway and then withdrew from here.

Yaxi was held in the innermost part of the prison, and the surrounding cells were almost empty, and after the jailer left, it was even more silent. An Yin sat on the chair on the side, looking at the sleeping Yaxi a little stunned, like every night in the past half a month.

The surroundings were really quiet, so quiet that Anyin could only hear Yaxi's breathing, and his own heartbeat that was making a sound all at once.

I don't know how long it took, but a few rooster crows in the distance broke Anyin's contemplation. He subconsciously looked up at the small window on the side and found that the sky was already dark. He glanced at Yaxi through the iron fence and found that the other party was sleeping soundly, so he left lightly.

As soon as Anyin walked outside, he happened to meet the jailer who had already changed shifts. He frowned and thought about it, but he still stopped the other party and said, "I'll be back in about an hour, and you take care of it." She tried to accommodate any requests if she wanted ......"

He paused, frowned and looked at the shoes on the other party's feet, and added, "And the movements are lighter." ”

The jailer was puzzled, but nodded in response. An Yin gave two words of advice uneasily, but in the eyes of the jailer, it was really a difficult thing to be stopped by the black-faced god and lecture.

Anyin was sure that the other party had understood what he meant, so he pulled his legs and left. He walked briskly back to his yard and looked at the somewhat worn quilt on his bed and pondered for a long time. He pressed his hand on the quilt, and only felt a chill and roughness.

He suddenly remembered the touch he felt when he touched Yaxi's wrist last night, so fair and silky skin, if he really let her sleep on such a quilt, he couldn't accept it.

An Yin took a lot of silver from the chest on the side, and then left his room quickly. After all, he has made many military exploits, and because he is a man, the empress will hardly give him a promotion, but will only reward him with many items such as silver.

Anyin didn't have much time in the capital, and there wasn't much to do with silver. And those nominal relatives have long since severed relations with him, and they won't even arrange for someone to clean up here. The corresponding silver given to him by the empress naturally did not move. So although he has lived on the frontier for a long time, he still has a lot of money on hand.

So he took a lot of silver and walked into a richly decorated cloth shop.

"Girl, I don't know what you want?" As soon as he entered, a shopkeeper greeted him and asked with a smile on his face.

An Yin was stunned, pursed his lips and did not speak. But this is not the first time he has been recognized as a woman, he can't help but look like a man, and he never paints like an ordinary man, but even dresses more like a woman.

Although on the day the army returned to the city, he was on a horse and accepted everyone's attention, and many people had already heard of his deviant name, but at that time, there were many people, and naturally there was no clear sight.

"Do you want to choose some fabric for your husband to make?" An Yin's silent appearance made Xiao Er a little overwhelmed, she hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively.

"I'm a man, and I want a mattress and quilt." An Yin frowned, and finally said this sentence.

Xiao Er was obviously frightened, she swallowed her saliva, and was surprised that she didn't say anything for a long time.

"Didn't you?" Seeing that the shopkeeper didn't react for a long time, An Yin couldn't help but turn his head to look over, and his brows furrowed a little tighter. However, even his words did not get a quick response.

"Yes, yes!" Just as Anyin was about to turn around and leave, the middle-aged woman behind the counter suddenly spoke. She walked out of the counter, pulled the shopkeeper who was still in a daze, and said with a smile on her face, "She always makes a fuss when she is young, and I hope the guests will not be surprised." You're going to have a futon, aren't you? I'll send someone to get it for you. ”

Seeing An Yin nodding, the shopkeeper turned his head to look at the shopkeeper and whispered a few words to her to let her pick up the goods. When she turned her head to look at it again, there was some caution in her tone: "I don't know if the guest officer wants to use it for himself or give it away?" ”

An Yin frowned, pondered for a while, and then threw out a sentence: "Give it away." ”

"I wonder if the other party is young or old, a man or a woman?" The shopkeeper just asked such a sentence, Xu hurriedly threw out a sentence in order to avoid An Yin's suspicion, "Don't misunderstand, guest officer, it's just that different people have different habits of sleeping on quilts." It's like if it's given to a man, then the color must be more colorful, and if it's given to a woman......"

An Yin didn't wait for her to finish, and then waved his hand to interrupt her later words: "I'm going to give it to the young woman." He pondered for a while, and then added, "The color should not be too dull, the fabric must be soft, and I want the best cloth and cotton." ”

The shopkeeper immediately nodded in response, and when she lowered her head, she just hid the deep meaning in her eyes: "In that case, why don't you go to the treasury with me to choose." She stretched out her hand and beckoned another junior to come over to see the store, and she took An Yin to the warehouse.

After all, this is a large cloth shop, and the storehouse here is far from being comparable to the house of the vendor that Anyin went to yesterday. The room was huge, and as far as the eye could see, there were rows of cabinets, on which were neatly arranged with pieces of fabric.

"We don't have a lot of finished quilts here, but we just bought some excellent cotton a few days ago, so we made some quilts. You came in a hurry. The shopkeeper said as he led Anyin to the depths of the room. (To be continued.) )