Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

As soon as he finished speaking with the proprietress, he stood calmly by a square table in the shop, put on an expression that had nothing to do with him, and looked around the tailor shop, as if he was looking for suitable fabrics. Don't look at Yin Shu and don't answer his words.

"My lord, you look so good-looking. I will make you satisfied with the clothes I will make for you!" The proprietress is a middle-aged aunt in her 50s and [-]s. She smiled kindly and greeted Yin Shu a few times. Wishing to pass, he simply walked up to him with a ruler: "My lord, just stand here, and I will measure the size for you, and it will be ready in a while."

Yin Shu stood upright, squinting at Yigui, feeling ominous.

At the beginning, the proprietress was still measuring the ordinary places such as the hem and sleeves, but slowly, the ruler moved to some strange parts.

Yin Shu's pupils shrunk, he took a few steps back, his eyebrows almost stood up, and his tone was very rude: "You! What are you doing!" He said while looking down at his chest, "Why do you want to measure here?"

Yigui next to him let out a faint chuckle, which sounded very strange.

"What are you laughing at?!" Yin Shu was a little annoyed, "What's your idea!"

Yigui shrugged at him, pretending to have no comment.

The proprietress bowed in embarrassment, and said to Yin Shu in a low voice, "I'm sorry, my lord, this is all based on the opinion of that lord...so you see..." She looked at Yigui again as she spoke.

Yigui's eyes fell on the ruler in the hands of the proprietress, as if he didn't care about Yin Shu's reaction at all, he pointed to a certain place and said, "You can make it tighter."

After hearing this, Yin Shu felt something was wrong: "What do you mean!" After saying that, he grabbed an embroidered pillow and threw it towards him.

Unexpectedly, Yi Gui deftly avoided the attack by turning sideways lightly: "Cooperate, so as not to make it unsuitable later. Time is limited, so don't blame me if you can't find out what you want by then." Go to the side and flip through the fabric like a normal person.

Yin Shu suppressed the anger in his heart, rolled his eyes secretly, and urged the proprietress in a low voice: "Then hurry up!"

The proprietress pursed her lips, tried her best to restrain the urge to laugh, and speeded up her hand to measure the remaining size.

"Young master." The proprietress walked to Yigui's side, looked at the sizes memorized just now, and thought, "It's a coincidence that you guys came here. According to this size, I happen to have a ready-made one in my store, which is no bigger than the shoulders. The line probably needs to be slightly modified, and it will take about an hour, and you can pick it up later.”

While waiting for the proprietress to change her clothes, the two were going to find a restaurant for something to eat.

"What do you want to eat?" Yigui seemed to be in a good mood and asked proactively.

Yin Shu walked forward without looking back, ignoring him at all.

"There's rice wine and mutton here." Yigui stopped at the door of a restaurant, "Didn't you always say you wanted to eat it?"

Yin Shu still did not speak, and continued to walk forward.

"Well, there is also Shazhou Jade Brew here."

Yin Shu stopped abruptly, then took a few steps back, turned around and entered the restaurant.

Yigui shook his head lightly behind him, smiled and followed.

After half a stick of incense, Yin Shu looked at a large bowl of rice wine and mutton that was just served in front of him. The soft and whitish pieces of meat were soaked in the yellow wine, exuding an intoxicating aroma. It was a trap, but he had no power to resist, so he could only fall into the trap.

To say that the person who knows Yin Shu best is Yigui.Yin Shu is so arrogant that he can be coaxed by a bowl of delicious food. If not, he will have another jar of wine.

Half an hour later, Yin Shu, who had eaten up three bowls of rice wine and mutton and two jars of Shazhou jade wine, finally wiped his mouth, glanced back, and tried to look very angry: "Say it! You What is the plan?"

Yigui put down his chopsticks leisurely, poured himself a cup of tea, took a bite of a piece of naan bread, and then said unhurriedly, "If we are like this, if we force ourselves into the Chippo caravan, we will be easily caught by others." See through, so you need to disguise yourself."

"But I don't need to wear it like that, right?" Yin Shu gesticulated on her chest, frowning and puzzled, "What kind of clothes need to be so tight there?"

Yigui's expression was still calm: "There is a saying in Buddhism," he narrowed his eyes and looked at Yin Shu closely, with the corners of his mouth raised, "'If you give up, you will gain'."

Yin Shu regretted how he ate everything in the bowl just now, but if there was any soup left, he would absolutely slap the face of the person across the way to make him pissed off again!

After returning to the tailor shop, the proprietress came out with a smile on her face, wearing a peach-colored satin skirt and a begonia-colored shawl as thin as a cicada's wing.

"One-return!!" Yin Shu thought that he had already made some preparations, but he stared at the clothes for three snaps before roaring, "What is this?!"

But Yigui seemed very satisfied with the skirt, went over to look at the style, nodded to the proprietress and said, "Thank you." Then he took out the money bag from his pocket and threw it on the table at the front desk, with a muffled bang. , the weight is not light when you hear it, "You don't need to look for it."

The price of these silvers is much higher than the price of Luo Qun itself. The proprietress immediately smiled, and couldn't help but grab Yin Shu: "Let's go, son! I'll take you to the back to try it out!"

Yin Shu has always only worn plain gowns, and has always been dressed as a young and handsome gentleman. Whether it is him now or Liang Shu before, he never dreamed that one day he would wear something like a skirt.

"Can I not wear it?" Yin Shu had a bitter face, and wanted to make the last struggle.

"What do you think?" Yiguiyi looked like nothing to do with him.

After almost a cup of tea, Yin Shu came out from the back room of the tailor's shop with a frowning expression.

I saw him wearing that exquisite peach-colored long skirt and walking step by step with the shawl on, because he was born with a small frame, a slender figure, and fair skin, and under the wrapping of that skirt, he looked even more beautiful. She was tall and tall, her slender waist was like new leaves of a spring willow, worthy of a grasp, the neck exposed by the neckline was fair and straight, and the collarbones on both sides were faintly visible.

Even Xishi Diaochan standing beside him would be overshadowed.

In this situation, even though he was calm and steady as before, he almost spit out the tea he just drank from his mouth.

And the most important thing is, I don't know what the proprietress has done on the chest of the clothes, but Yin Shu can still see the exquisite curves when she wears them.

The proprietress has been making clothes for decades, and she thinks she has read countless people. At this moment, she looked at Yin Shu and cried out: "God! My son, you are really much more beautiful than any woman I have ever seen!" She Turning around Yin Shu several times, shaking his head again and again, "Look at this figure, this shoulder line, this waist, it's really amazing!"

Yin Shu's face has been blushing since she put on this dress. After listening to the proprietress's words, the color of her cheeks is even brighter and stronger than that of the skirt. Looking up, he saw Yi Guizheng not far away staring at him intently, as if admiring a rare treasure.

Immediately, Yin Shu felt angry, raised her slender eyes, and said sullenly, "How are you, are you satisfied?"

"Well, I still owe a little." Yigui looked at Yin Shu thoughtfully.

"what?"

"'Slender waist can dance Zhe branches. New make-up is worn out every day'."

In the rouge shop, a young girl who was only seventeen or eighteen was seriously drawing in Yin Shu's eyes: "Master, don't move, or you will have to draw again later."

Yin Shu had to close his eyes to cooperate, but he gritted his teeth: "You are taking this opportunity to satisfy your own selfish desires!"

"So what?" Yigui looked leisurely, picking up lip balm at the side, looking at Yin Shu while picking out: "What color do you think goes better with your skirt?

The little girl who was dressing Yin Shu came over and picked a plum-colored one from the tray: "What do you guys think of this?"

An hour later, sitting in the carriage that Yigui got from somewhere, Yin Shu seemed to be bound, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

I saw his face was peachy, his willow eyebrows were curved like a crescent moon, and his red lips were a little bit like a cherry.Under Yigui's repeated insistence, two delicate bright red dots were dotted on the cheeks. This smile is the finishing touch of the whole makeup. Against it, every frown and smile of Yin Shu looks extremely charming , people can't bear to look away from his face.

"What are you looking at!" Yin Shu said angrily.

"What a beauty." Yigui looked at him and said, Yin Shu's heart tingled when he said it in a deep voice, unexpectedly, Yigui would not stop, and called two words softly and skillfully, "I, yes."

Yin Shu squinted at him, and finally put a smile on his lips.

In fact, Yigui's clothes today are also different from usual, he changed his outfit, wearing a black long gown, wearing the same color Futou, the cloud pattern embroidered on the clothes is clear and smooth, it is very valuable at first glance.The whole person looks extraordinary and refined, which makes the facial features even more handsome.

After he finished talking to Yin Shu, he sat there with his back straightened, and somehow got a jade pendant of exquisite texture hanging around his waist, which looked like a full-fledged wealthy businessman.

"You even took off the sash?" Yin Shu's eyes fell on his waist, deliberately wanting to annoy him, yin and yang said strangely, "Is it because you are too ugly to match this dress?"

Yigui was unmoved at all: "Where's yours? Have you kept it?"

"Take care of me!" Yin Shu turned her head, but in fact, she put away the tape and the brass lock on her body as early as when she was changing clothes.

In fact, what Yin Shu didn't say was that the tape was his sustenance and belief, so how could he forget it.

Yigui narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly: "You will follow me later, let's go in together."

Yin Shu snorted softly, and said back, "Why, are you still afraid that I will get lost and be abducted? Now you know that you are afraid, why didn't you change my clothes just now?"

While the two were talking, the car stopped in front of the Qibo camp.Yigui jumped out of the car with strides, and naturally stretched out his hand to pull Yin Shu past him.

For some reason, Yin Shu's cold fingers suddenly trembled slightly at that moment, and the relaxed atmosphere in the car just now disappeared.

The Qibo people's camp was in front of them, but they couldn't predict what they would face next.

Yigui seemed to have sensed something, he gently squeezed Yin Shu's hand calmly, and then pulled him towards the camp.

There is a gate surrounded by a fence at the entrance of the camp, and there are people guarding the gate with long knives.

As soon as the two approached, the guard stopped them: "Who is coming!"

Yigui bowed and bowed to the left and right: "I was in Xialianggui, and I was doing some spice business in Mobei. I heard that there are strange fragrances here in Guibang, so I came here to pay a visit to Daguotou."

The guards quickly exchanged glances, looked at Yin Shu and asked again: "Then who is this?"

Yin Shu was about to speak, but the next moment he heard Yigui say a title that he had never thought of anyway, which completely made him dumb and shut up.

Yigui was composed, with a calm expression, and said word by word: "This is my lady."

The author has something to say: "Slender waist can dance Zhezhi branches. New make-up can be thrown away in a day." From "Two Songs in the Palace" by Tang Xu Ning