Chapter 939: Chapter 534: Luo Xiu: Do Not Fail Me “Xiu’er sister, you… what are you doing!?” A startled voice came from the entrance of the Great Hall. Luo Xiu, in her thin, fire-red dress resembling a wedding gown, paused as she was about to bend down. She stood up and turned back, and Xiaoyu was already backing away in fright. The little girl was genuinely a bit scared. Just now, Xiu’er sister was wearing a white dress like them; how did she change clothes in the blink of an eye, and now it was a blood-red dress. Her red dress matched the scene inside the Great Hall at this moment. The Dragon Coffin, the burned body, the strange blood diagram on the floor… it felt like a ghost story she had heard as a child. Xiaoyu quietly took two steps back again. Luo Xiu whispered, “To save someone.” Concise and to the point. But the slight tremor in the woman’s voice still made Xiaoyu, who was ready to bid farewell tearfully and run away, let out a sigh of relief. It was indeed her Xiu’er sister. “Uh, Xiu’er sister, why did you change into red clothes; you scared me to death, wearing so thin on a cold day… wait, you said to save someone?” Xiaoyu mumbled some complaints, was taken aback, realized, and hurriedly moved forward. Luo Xiu did not stop her and looked down at the person in the coffin. The little girl with a missing tooth ran up to the coffin, her short stature, hands gripping the coffin’s edge, stood on tiptoe, and peered down. Then she clearly saw the scene inside the Dragon Coffin. She saw the man with the severed arm. “Xiu’er sister.” Xiaoyu looked up, face serious, “Did you roast a man?” Almost forgot, Zhao Rong was severely burned over most of his body, it was normal for the little girl not to recognize him at first glance. Luo Xiu was choked for a moment, pursed her lips, and repeated, “Saving someone.” Xiaoyu tilted her head, looked carefully again, and quickly recognized Zhao Rong by the familiar severed arm feature: “Xiu’er sister, you… you mean… this is Young Master Zhao!?” Xiaoyu looked at the crispy Zhao Rong, and suddenly got anxious and cried. After all, this was the young master her benefactor liked and followed: “The young master… how did he get roasted.” Could you use a different word, little girl? All you talk about is eating. She initially had some solemn and serious emotions brewing in her chest, but now the atmosphere was completely disrupted by this food-obsessed little girl, leaving the woman speechless. “This…” Xiaoyu saw Xiu’er sister was silent and swallowed some inquiries. She looked down, carefully examining the severely injured Zhao Rong in the coffin, then looked up at Xiu’er sister’s attire. Plus, she recalled what she bumped into at the door just now. “Xiu’er sister, are you going to give him the Pure White Cold Palace?” Xiaoyu stood on tiptoe, holding the tall coffin wall, hands stacked on the edge, with her chin resting lightly on the back of her hands, speaking softly. Luo Xiu looked at her but still didn’t speak. Instead, she asked about the arrangement of the sixteen Li-women outside. Originally coming to find Xiu’er sister to claim credit, Xiaoyu didn’t claim any and just answered softly. Then, the atmosphere between the two, one big and one small, fell silent again for a while. Official source ıs 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩 “Xiu’er sister, is it worth it?” The little girl suddenly asked. Her eyes remained on the roasted young master lying in the coffin, not turning to see Xiu’er sister’s expression at this moment. Even though Zhao Rong was deeply connected to the benefactor Xiaoyu wished to repay, and that benefactor was willing to sacrifice for him out of romantic feelings, to Xiaoyu, the purity of Xiu’er sister, with whom she spent day and night like family, was extremely important. Although she was young, she understood quite a lot about some matters. Even though the little girl previously lived in a brothel-like place such as Zuixian Building, because of that, she knew more about the importance of female purity. Moreover, the culture of the Li Territory heavily emphasized chastity, as evident from the custom of verifying virginity on a Li woman’s wedding night with the Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower. This is related to the ‘Moon Belief’ deeply rooted in the Li people’s culture for thousands of years, advocating for an ice-pure and jade-clean Goddess. So for Li women, it was either a lifelong adherence to the strict morals of the Li women’s music, or entrusting oneself to one person for life, but only one. It is even said that among the Ancient ancestors, the former belief was more extreme and widespread… So no matter what, the little girl didn’t want Xiu’er sister to offer the legendary and precious Pure White Cold Palace inside her just because of a fleeting sense of self-sacrifice. This was irresponsible to Xiu’er sister, and even to the severely injured, comatose Young Master Zhao. Luo Xiu heard this, and she didn’t turn her head either. She, like Xiaoyu, kept her head down, looking at this ‘strange man’ who had recently rushed to deliver maps to them amidst impending disaster. Xiaoyu knew about her having the Pure White Cold Palace. Back when Luo Xiu took the little girl and escaped from Xingzi Town, before they were stopped by the person sent by that noble, they braved the wind and dew, unfettered, travelling along the bright moon and the great river, covering a long, long journey. Luo Xiu surprisingly discovered, just like Xiaoyu who saw the world for the first time, that their hometown, Great Li, was so big. She once lived in such a rush, always taking the convenient Cloud Sea Ferry wherever she went, overlooking many beautiful sceneries. One was of noble status, fleeing from a life of luxurious glory and extreme favor. The other was of low status, enduring disdain and hunger, yet dreamily wishing to eat fish, the innocent boat girl. But every night when the bonfire was lit, they sat close by the fire together.