It was early morning on the second day. Nangong Xi'er slowly opened her eyes. She hadn't slept so well in a long time, as if all her strength had dissipated and she was floating above the clouds, free and peaceful. Even though she knew it was because she had lost all her cultivation, she still felt very happy. Because she dreamed of two people she hadn't seen for a long time. One was a beautiful young woman in a white dress, standing under a peach blossom tree, holding an umbrella and smiling at her. The other was a thin figure with a long sword hanging from his waist, facing away from her, climbing up the mountain. It was her mother and her second senior brother. "Sister." A clear voice suddenly called her. "You're awake. Come and have breakfast." Nangong Xi'er propped herself up on the bed board and rubbed her eyes. She looked at the young man in front of her who was drinking porridge and asked in confusion, "When did I fall asleep?" "You fell asleep as soon as you got on the boat." Su Baiyi smiled. "Nailuo brought a bowl of hot water. Sister, you should wash up first and then come and drink some porridge. Let me tell you, the fish slice porridge on this boat is amazing. I've never had such delicious porridge before." Nangong Xi'er got out of bed and walked to the window. She picked up a hot towel and washed her face. She finally woke up and asked, "Who is Nailuo?" "She said…