i have a sword fairy

Xiaoyu muttered and complained a few words, was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses and hurried forward.

Luo Xiu didn't stop him, and looked down at the person in the coffin.

Xiao Pao came to the front and back of the coffin, the little girl with missing front teeth was short, leaning on the edge of the coffin with both hands, standing on tiptoe, looking down.

Then, she saw clearly what was inside the dragon coffin.

Saw a man with a broken arm.

"Sister Xiu'er." Xiaoyu looked up with a serious face, "Have you cooked a man?"

Luo Xiu: "..."

Almost forgot, Zhao Rong was severely burned on a large area of ​​his body, it's normal that the little girl didn't recognize her at first sight.

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

Xiaoyu tilted his head, looked carefully again, and 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 scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and suddenly cried a little anxiously. After all, he was the son that his benefactor liked and followed:

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

Luo Xiu: "..."

Can you change the word, little girl?Three sentences can't be separated from eating.

At first, some solemn and solemn emotions were brewing in her chest, but at this moment, the atmosphere was suddenly disturbed by this delicious little girl, and the woman was a little 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, and then raised her head again, looking at Sister Xiu'er's attire.

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

"Sister Xiu'er, are you going to give him the pure white cold palace?"

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

Luo Xiu glanced at her, but still didn't speak, but asked about the resettlement situation of the sixteen divorced women outside.

Xiaoyu, who was originally here to seek credit from Sister Xiu'er, did not ask for credit at this time, but only responded softly.

Then, between the one big one and one small two girls, the atmosphere fell into silence again for a while.

"Sister Xiuer, is it worth it?"

The little girl suddenly asked.

Her eyes kept falling on the baked young man lying in the coffin, and she didn't turn her head to see sister Xiu'er's expression at this time.

Although Zhao Rong has a very deep relationship with the benefactor that Xiaoyu wants to repay his favor to, and even the benefactor and him are in love with each other and can die, but in Xiaoyu's heart, the innocence of Sister Xiu'er who gets along day and night like a relative is also very very important.

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

Although the little girl had lived in a place of fireworks like Zuixianlou since she was a child, it was because of this that she became more and more aware of the importance of women's chastity.

Moreover, the culture of Liren already places great emphasis on chastity, which can be seen from the custom of Lidi women using nine-day cold palace flowers to verify their virginity on their wedding night.

In fact, this is also related to the "bright moon belief" rooted in Lidiliren's bloodline culture for thousands of years, and the pure and pure goddess is admired.

Therefore, for Li Nu, either abide by the rules and precepts of Xian Yue Li Nu for the rest of their lives, or entrust their body to one person directly, but they are the only one for life.

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

So no matter what, the little girl doesn't want Sister Xiu'er to be temporarily moved by her self-importance just because of her dedication, and rashly donate the precious pure white cold palace in her body.

This is a kind of irresponsibility to Sister Xiu'er, and even to Mr. Zhao who is seriously injured and sleepy.

Luo Xiu didn't turn his head when he heard the words.

Like Xiaoyu, she looked down at this "strange man" who came to give them a map in a hurry not long ago when the catastrophe was imminent.

Xiaoyu knew that she had a pure white cold palace.

At the beginning, Luo Xiu took the little girl and escaped from Xingzi Town. Before being stopped by the person sent by the nobleman, they lived and slept freely, and walked a long, long distance along the bright moon and the river.

Luo Xiu is also like Xiaoyu who came out to see the world for the first time. She was surprised to find that their hometown Dali is so big.

She used to live in a hurry, taking the convenient sea of ​​clouds ferry to go everywhere, so there are so many beautiful scenery that she hastily neglected.

Second daughter.

One is a string girl who has a noble status and has enjoyed the glory, wealth and ultimate grace but finally escaped.

One is a naive boat girl with a low status who suffers from white-eyed disdain and hunger, coldness and warmth but yearning to eat fish.

But every night when the bonfire was lit, they sat next to each other by the fire.

Every night in the cold field, they hug each other in the quilt and fall asleep.

It is actually getting along harmoniously and intimately, love is better than relatives.

It was also during this short but extremely relaxing journey that both Luo Xiu and Xiao Yu shared their own stories and troubles with each other.

Therefore, Xiaoyu knew the secret of Luo Xiuchun Baihan Palace.

She even joked about whether Sister Xiu'er would encounter the bloody plot in the storybook, where the real man was fatally injured and needed her to save her life...

It's just that the second daughter was just laughing, cursing and playing around, but now it seems that the words have come true, and the second daughter is silent.

At this moment, Zhao Rong, who had been in a coma, suddenly groaned in pain, the voice was weak, but it made Luo Xiu's nervous body tremble.

Fortunately, there was nothing serious, and then Zhao Rong became silent again, his weak breathing became much more stable, and Luo Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at Zhao Rong's scorched face, and frowned slightly, wondering if he was dreaming, or what in the dream.

Luo Xiu stretched out his hand, pursed his lips, and carefully smoothed the frowning eyebrows with his fingertips.

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

The woman wanted to tell him all the time, but she didn't open her mouth until she left, probably because she felt that the words were a bit misleading.

But now goodbye, the young master's eyebrows and lips have been ruined.

On the day of the good-bye, I will come to a realization.

Just when Xiaoyu waited for a long time and thought that sister Xiu'er would not answer.

"Is there anything worthwhile?"

Luo Xiu lowered her head and said, she gently wiped Zhao Rong's flesh-colored lips with a handkerchief, which had been burnt to some kind of pink.

Xiaoyu grabbed sister Xiu'er's hand, and said with a straight face: "But, this is your first time, and it is also the most important chastity for a divorced girl."

She nodded earnestly 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 be broken. His injuries have been stabilized, and his life is safe, and there is plenty of spiritual energy here. , we will take good care of him and give him the elixir to let him recover slowly, which is the safest way."

Xiaoyu paused, and continued: "This can be regarded as our best effort, and we have done our utmost duty." No affection was mentioned.

In the past, Xiaoyu, who was often taught and admonished by Luo Xiu, turned around today, and 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 the case. Mr. Zhao's situation is not really like the one in the novel where his life hangs by a thread. You must sacrifice your life to survive."

Luo Xiu lowered his head and asked, "Then what about the hidden wounds that hinder his way, what about his indispensible posture and arms as a Confucian scholar..."

It's like asking Xiaoyu, but also like asking herself.

Xiaoyu was silent.

This is indeed what she didn't say on purpose, and she didn't want Sister Xiu'er to feel guilty.

The little girl lowered her head and pulled the corner of her clothes, then took out her small handkerchief and handed it to Luo Xiu, who took it and continued to wipe Zhao Rong's face.

The champagne in her hand had been wiped dirty.

Xiaoyu looked up at Luo Xiu, and didn't continue to argue about "there is no shortage of rare treasures on the mountain", "after Mr. Zhao recovers, he can take a long-term plan to eliminate hidden injuries and disfigurement disabilities"...

She also calmed down, shook her head and said to Luo Xiu:

"Sister Xiuer, Xiaoyu won't persuade you anymore, but there are some things I have to tell you. After you consider these things, you can make a decision. At that time, Xiaoyu will fully support your choice."

"it is good."

Xiaoyu looked at the quaint ruins outside, and first said: "Have you ever considered, what will happen to 'Wang' if she finds out that you have lost the precious Pure White Cold Palace?"

Without raising her sleeves, Luo said softly: "Xiaoyu, you forgot the reason why we went to the Moon Palace with this nobleman... I didn't want to stay long. Okay, I'm just afraid of hurting you..."

Xiaoyu shook his head and interrupted: "I will go with you, I will go wherever Xiuer goes, until I am able to repay my kindness, and then I will go back to Quezhou. Before that, I will follow Sister Xiuer."

Luo Xiu smiled.

Xiaoyu didn't give her time to relax, and said again: "Sister Xiuer, I haven't finished yet. I know you want to repay Mr. Zhao's kindness, but when it comes to this kind of matter, except for Mr. Zhao who can't answer, you You have to think about yourself too."

"What do you think about yourself...?"

The woman's tone was calm, but her fingers trembled a little.

Xiaoyu shook his head, "If that benefactor or other women around Mr. Zhao also have a pure white cold palace and choose to do this, I will definitely not ask this question, but sister Xiu'er... Mr. Zhao has already burned like this, He is unconscious and has no feeling, but you are very conscious, and you have to bear... a lot of discomfort and pain."

Luo Xiu was silent.

That woman never dreamed of the beauty of the first time when she was a girl, and she didn't want the man she committed herself to be handsome, at least he had to be good-looking in her eyes, right?Make the first time perfect, give each other joy, and have no regrets.

But now in front of her...

Xiaoyu's handkerchief in Luoxiu's hand was dirty again.

The wound on his face was too serious, with too much blood stains, and there were some cracks where the bones below could be seen.

But she was persistent in wiping Zhao Rong's face clean, wanting to...wipe some of his old facial features.

But these were in vain.

It was a face so disfigured that it was beyond recognition.

For a moment, Luo Xiu couldn't restrain some confusion in his mind.

Is this him... is this still him?This is still the Mr. Zhao she remembered.

In other words, the person she was willing to dedicate her life to help was the unrestrained and interesting Mr. Zhao back then, or the disfigured and inhuman Mr. Zhao in front of her.

There seems to be no difference between the two, they are both one person, but sometimes for women, the difference is very big.

For example... Do you like his skin, or are you completely attracted by his interesting soul?

The handkerchief slipped from the woman's trembling fingertips.

It fell on Zhao Rong's face.

For a moment, it covered up this unbearable appearance.

Xiaoyu was talking to herself, but her voice gradually became weaker, "Sister Xiuer, although I am still young, I don't know much about this kind of thing, but I have lived in Zuixianlou since I was a child, and I also... know a little bit. , Once when I was delivering water to a certain room, I lowered my head and went in to take a look... Isn't it just being oppressed and bullied by men, and I don't know why these people like to press our women, and they can't come down even when they cry out in pain. "

The little girl who thought she understood but didn't understand at all frowned: "Besides, I have served those sisters who pick up guests, and they always like to discuss in private the beauty and ugliness of the guests and their abilities that I don't understand. The young and handsome guest entered the room and pressed him, um, yes..."

She blushed, and said softly, "Sister Xiuer, it seems to be the same for you to use the Pure White Cold Palace, but Mr. Zhao is already unconscious, so how can I suppress you? It seems that... Zhou Gong's ceremony cannot be completed. Either, or forget it."

After Xiaoyu finished speaking, she waited for a while, but Luo Xiu didn't respond. The little girl looked up, but saw that Luo Xiu was a little strange at this moment.

She lowered her head and silently looked at Mr. Zhao's covered face below, unable to see his expression clearly.

Xiaoyu called softly, "Sister Xiu'er."

At this moment, the handkerchief that covered Zhao Rong's disfigured face was picked up by one hand, revealing his face below again.

Luo Xiu gently held the handkerchief, and continued to gently wipe the eyebrows and lips for the young master.

She already had an answer for herself.

Then... Luo Xiu raised her chin coldly and arrogantly:

"Giving him the pure white cold palace has nothing to do with him. This is my own choice, sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, love and hate as you please, regardless of his appearance."

Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, looking at the very chivalrous and bold Sister Xiu'er.

He also remembered the heroic Suxin's back that night when Luo Xiu led her away in Xingzi Town.

It was also the red dress at the time.

Luo Xiu, with a proud and straightforward tone and a different feeling in his heart, looked sideways slightly, avoiding the little girl's staring eyes.

After a while, Xiaoyu muttered, "Why is Sister Xiuer still so handsome?" Bian's face became serious, and he nodded at her, saying no more.