"Sister Xiu'er, you...what are you doing!?"

An exclamation came from the door of the main hall.

The thin dress, with its flaming red sleeves like a wedding dress, was about to bend down and suddenly stopped.

She stood up and looked back. At the door, Xiaoyu was frightened and took a few steps back.

The little girl was really a little frightened. Just now, Sister Xiu'er was still wearing the same white dress as them, but why did she change her clothes in the blink of an eye, and she was still wearing a blood-red dress.

Her red dress matched the scene in the hall at this time.

The dragon coffin, the mutilated corpse, the strange blood picture on the floor... a sense of déjà vu like hearing ghost stories when I was a child.

The little fish quietly took two steps back.

Luo Xiu whispered: "Save people."

Be concise and concise.

But the slightly fluctuating female voice still made Xiaoyu, who was ready to say goodbye with tears and run away, breathe a big sigh of relief.

It's definitely her sister Xiu'er.

"Sister Bu Xiu'er, why are you wearing red clothes if you have nothing to do? It's scary. You're wearing such thin clothes in such a cold weather... Wait, you mean to save someone?"

Xiaoyu muttered and complained a few words, then was stunned for a moment, realized what he was doing, and hurriedly stepped forward.

Luo Xiu did not stop him and looked down at the man in the coffin.

After trotting to the front and back of the coffin, a short little girl with missing front teeth was holding the edge of the coffin with both hands, standing on tiptoes and looking down.

Then, she saw clearly the scene inside the dragon coffin.

I saw a man with a broken arm.

"Sister Xiu'er." Xiaoyu raised his head with a serious face, "You roasted a man?"

Luo Xiu: "…………"

I almost forgot that Zhao Rong was severely burned over a large area of ​​his body, so it was normal for the little girl not to recognize him at first sight.

Luo Xiu choked for a while, pursed her lips and repeated, "Save people."

Xiaoyu tilted his head and looked carefully again. He quickly recognized Zhao Rong from the familiar features of the broken arm:

"Sister Xiu'er, you...you mean...this is Mr. Zhao!?"

Luo Xiu nodded.

Xiaoyu looked at Zhao Rong, who was tender on the outside and tender on the inside, and suddenly started to cry. After all, he was the young master that his benefactor liked and followed:

"Young master...how did he get roasted?"

Luo Xiu: "…………"

Can you, little girl, change your words? You should always eat.

She had some solemn and solemn emotions brewing in her chest, but at this moment, the atmosphere was suddenly disturbed by this delicious little girl, and the woman was speechless.

"This..." Seeing Sister Xiuer's silence, Xiaoyu also swallowed some questions.

She lowered her head and took a serious look at Zhao Rong, who was seriously injured in the coffin. Then she raised her head again and glanced at Sister Xiuer's dress.

Coupled with the behavior of the latter whom she just bumped into at the door.

"Sister Xiu'er, are you going to give him the Pure White Han Palace?"

Xiaoyu stood on tiptoe, holding on to the tall coffin wall, with his palms folded on the edge of the wall. At this time, his chin rested gently on the back of the folded hands, and his voice was soft.

Luo Xiu glanced at her, but still said nothing, but asked about the settlement situation of the sixteen divorced women outside.

Xiaoyu, who originally came to ask for credit from Sister Xiu'er, did not ask for credit at this time and just responded softly.

Then, the atmosphere between the boy, the girl, and the two girls fell into silence again.

"Sister Xiu'er, is it worth it?"

The little girl suddenly asked.

Her eyes were fixed on the roasted young man lying in the coffin, and she did not turn around to look at Sister Xiu'er's expression at this time.

Although Zhao Rong had a very deep relationship with the benefactor whom Xiaoyu wanted to repay his kindness, and even the benefactor was willing to die because they were in love with him, but in Xiaoyu's heart, the innocence of Sister Xiuer, who lived with him day and night like a family member, was also very clear.

important.

She is young, but she knows a lot about some things.

Although the little girl had lived in a place with fireworks like Zuixian Tower since childhood, it was because of this that she became more aware of the importance of a woman's chastity.

Furthermore, Liren's culture attaches great importance to chastity, which can be seen from the custom of Liren women using the Nine-Day Cold Palace Flower to verify their virginity on their wedding night.

This is actually related to the "Mingyue Faith" that has been rooted in Li Di Li people's blood culture for thousands of years, advocating for the pure and pure goddess.

Therefore, for a divorced woman, one must either abide by the rules and regulations of a stringed woman for the rest of her life, or else she must be entrusted to one person, but only one person in her life.

I even heard that among the ancient ancestors, the former concept was more extreme and widespread...

So no matter what, the little girl doesn't want Sister Xiu'er to be temporarily moved by her devotion and rashly offer the legendary and precious pure white Han Palace in her body.

This is irresponsible for Sister Xiu'er, and even for Mr. Zhao who was seriously injured and fell asleep.

When Luo Xiu heard this, he did not turn around.

Like Xiaoyu, she looked down at this 'strange man' who had rushed to give them a map despite the disaster not long ago.

Xiaoyu knew that she had something to do with Chunbai Hangong.

When Luo Xiu and the little girl escaped from Xingzi Town, before they were stopped by the people sent by the nobleman, they slept in the open air and walked a long distance along the bright moon and the river.

Luo Xiu was like Xiaoyu who came out to see the world for the first time. She was surprised to find that their hometown was so far away.

She used to live in a hurry and take the convenient Yunhai ferry wherever she went. It turned out that she had overlooked so many beautiful scenery in her haste.

Two daughters.

One is a divorced daughter of a stringed string who has a distinguished status and has enjoyed glory, wealth and extreme favor, but finally ran away.

One is an innocent boat girl with a low status, who has been despised and hungry, but she yearns to eat fish.

But every night when the bonfire was lit, they sat beside each other beside the fire.

Every night in the cold wilderness, they hugged each other in the quilt and fell asleep.

They actually get along harmoniously and intimately, and they are more affectionate than family members.

It was also during this short but extremely relaxing journey that Luo Xiu and Xiaoyu both told each other their past stories and worries.

Therefore, Xiaoyu knows the secret of Luo Xiu's pure white Han Palace.

He even joked about whether Sister Xiu'er would encounter a bloody plot in a storybook, where the right man is fatally injured and needs her to sacrifice her life to save him...

It's just that the two women were just laughing and scolding at that time, but now it seems that the prophecy has come true, and the two women are silent.

At this moment, Zhao Rong, who had been unconscious, suddenly groaned in pain. The sound was weak, but it made Luo Xiu's nervous body tremble.

Fortunately, it was nothing serious. Then Zhao Rong stopped moving again. His weak breathing became much calmer, and Luo Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at Zhao Rong's charred face and frowned slightly. She didn't know if he was dreaming or what he was dreaming about.

Luo Xiu stretched out her hand, pursed her lips, and carefully smoothed the frown with her fingertips.

In fact, she always thought that the most beautiful thing about his face was his lips and eyebrows, which were very heroic and spirited.

The woman always wanted to say something to him, but she didn't speak until she left. Maybe she felt that her words might easily cause misunderstanding.

But now we meet again, the young master's eyebrows, eyes and lips have been ruined.

On the day we said goodbye, it all came to light.

Just when Xiaoyu waited for a long time and thought that Sister Xiuer would not answer.

"Is it worth it?"

Luo Xiu lowered her head and said, using her handkerchief to gently wipe Zhao Rong's lips, which had been burned into a pinkish flesh color.

Xiaoyu grabbed Sister Xiuer's hand and said, "But this is your first time, and it is also the most important thing about being a virgin."

She nodded seriously and said: "I took a closer look. Mr. Zhao's physique is different from ordinary martial arts. The vitality in his body is weak but very tenacious. His breath will not break. His injuries have been stabilized and his life is not worried. Moreover, there is sufficient spiritual energy here."

, we take careful care of him and give him elixirs to let him recover slowly, which is the safest way."

Xiaoyu paused and continued: "This can be regarded as our doing our best and doing our best duty." There was no mention of love.

In the past, Xiaoyu, who was often taught and admonished by Luo Xiu, turned around today. The little girl persuaded Sister Xiu'er with reason.

However, Luo Xiu shook his head.

Xiaoyu was a little anxious, "Sister Xiu'er, it's really not like this. Mr. Zhao's situation is not like the life hanging by a thread in the novel. You must sacrifice your life to survive."

Luo Xiu lowered his head and asked, "What about the hidden wounds that hinder his path? What about his appearance and arms that are indispensable for a Confucian scholar..."

It was like asking Xiaoyu, but also like asking herself.

The little fish was silent.
To be continued...