After handing it over to the system, the three brothers knelt down and begged for forgiveness

When Nan Qiao heard the maid's words, her cheeks instantly turned red, and she quickly waved her hand and said politely, "No, no need, I can do it myself."

The maid was slightly startled, as if a little surprised, but soon stepped aside respectfully.

Nan Qiao watched the maid leave and breathed a sigh of relief.

She was indeed not used to taking off all her clothes in front of strangers, which made her feel uncomfortable.

She slowly walked to the bathtub, stretched out her hand to test the water temperature, and the perfect warmth warmed her heart.

She gently unbuttoned her clothes and took off the dusty clothes one by one, her movements gentle and careful.

The moment she stepped into the bathtub, the warm water wrapped around her body, as if all her fatigue was washed away at this moment.

She leaned on the edge of the bathtub, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the rare tranquility and comfort.

Steaming hot vapor filled the entire room, blurring her vision. Nan Qiao sighed comfortably.

After soaking for a while, Nan Qiao picked up a towel and washed her body. Then she changed into clean clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. Although she was still a little tired, there was more determination and confidence in her eyes.

She walked out of the room, smiled at the maid standing outside the door, and said, "Thank you, I've finished washing."

The maid hurriedly saluted, her eyes full of respect.

After watching the maid turn off the lights, Nan Qiao crawled into bed, thinking that after so many days in the world of immortal cultivation, she could finally get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow, she must get a lot of treasures...

As he was thinking, Nan Qiao fell asleep.

On the other hand, after Zhou Zimo took a shower and changed his clothes, he had been thinking about giving Nan Qiao a special thank-you gift.

He saw Nan Qiao's desire for cultivation techniques and treasures, and also understood that this life-saving grace could not be repaid with just a few words of gratitude.

Then Zhou Zimo came to his father's study and knocked on the door solemnly.

"Enter."

Zhou Zimo pushed the door open and walked in. He bowed slightly and said to his father, "Father, Sister Nan Qiao saved my life. I want to personally choose a thank you gift for her."

"I beg father to give me the key to the Treasure Pavilion."

Father Zhou looked at his son with a sincere face, nodded slightly, and showed appreciation in his eyes.

He took out an exquisite key from his bosom, handed it to Zhou Zimo, and said, "I am very pleased that you have such a thoughtful thought. Go, take your pick from the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion, and be sure to choose a gift for Miss Nan Qiao that can express our Zhou family's sincerity."

Zhou Zimo took the key with both hands, his eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation.

He gripped the key tightly, and a childlike smile finally appeared on his usually calm face. "Don't worry, father. I will choose carefully and live up to your expectations."

Father Zhou nodded with satisfaction. This child had been calm and steady since he was young, and he didn't need to urge him on in his cultivation.

But Zhou Zimo also relatively lost the innocence of a child. Other children like Zhou Zimo's age are at the age when they are enjoying the company of their parents and acting like spoiled brats.

Zhou Zimo had become as serious as a little adult, which made his father feel a little lost and regretful.

Looking at Zhou Zimo, his eyes couldn't help but become more loving. "Mo'er, what did you go through during this separation? And how did Miss Nan Qiao save you?"

"Talk to your father."

Zhou Zimo was slightly stunned, then a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and he slowly began to tell the story.

Father Zhou was sometimes shocked, sometimes distressed, and sometimes surprised when he heard this. Finally, he said, "Tomorrow I will send people to guard the village you mentioned. No one will dare to go there again."

Zhou Zimo was delighted and said quickly, "Thank you, father."

"But there are often bandits in that area who commit crimes. The nearby villages are suffering greatly from them. If we want to really help them, the most important thing is to eliminate the bandits."

Father Zhou nodded in agreement, "My son is very thoughtful. You can rest assured about this matter."

Zhou Zimo thought of something and asked again, "Father, have you found the person who attacked us on the road?"

Those people were extremely ruthless in their actions. They didn't come for resources at all. It was obvious that they wanted to kill them!

"I've already sent people to investigate this matter. It's the Li family, who have always been against us, who are secretly causing trouble. Our Zhou family has long been at war with them. Don't worry, your father has plenty of ways to deal with them."

……

The early morning sun shines through the window into the room, bringing a touch of warmth.

Nan Qiao woke up slowly and stretched. After a good night's sleep, she felt full of energy.

After getting up and washing up, Nan Qiao put on the lotus pink dress that Zhou's mother had prepared for her yesterday.

The lotus pink dress was as soft as clouds. It was light and flowing, swaying slightly as she walked, as if it had a touch of fairy spirit.

The silver silk pattern carefully embroidered on the collar sparkles delicately in the sunlight, like scattered stars.

A ribbon of the same color is gently tied around her waist, outlining her slender waist and making her look more graceful.

The color of lotus root powder sets off Nan Qiao's snow-white skin, making her look even fresher and more beautiful.

The bun that the maid combed for her was delicate and elegant. Her black hair was tied into a graceful spiral bun, smooth and neat without a trace of clutter.

A few strands of hair fall down on both sides of the cheeks like silk, adding a bit of playfulness and tenderness.

The bun is decorated with a few small pink pearl flowers, which complement the dress and emit a faint luster.

The pearl flowers are surrounded by a few thin silver threads, like twinkling stars.

Just as she finished dressing up, Nan Qiao heard a soft knock on the door.

She walked forward and opened the door, only to see Zhou Zimo's small figure standing outside.

Zhou Zimo was wearing a moon-white brocade robe today. The brocade robe was of fine quality. Although he was young and tender, one could already see his future handsomeness on his face.

His eyes were deep and bright, and he exuded a calm and noble temperament, as if he was a graceful young man walking out of a painting.

Zhou Zimo's attention was instantly attracted by Nan Qiao, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He couldn't help but praise: "Sister Nanqiao, you look really good today."

Nan Qiao was slightly stunned, a blush on her cheeks, and she said softly: "Why are you so sweet today?"

Zhou Zimo smiled and said, "Sister Nanqiao is already beautiful and charming. I am just speaking the truth."

"Let's go, Mom and Dad are waiting for us to have breakfast together."

Everyone came to the restaurant and the table was filled with exquisite food.

Mother Zhou looked at Nan Qiao with a smile, her eyes full of gratitude.

She gently took out a Qiankun bag, placed it on the table, and said slowly: "Miss Nanqiao, this Qiankun bag contains 20,000 spirit stones. This is my private property."

"I thank you in my own name for saving my son. Your great kindness will be forever remembered by our Zhou family."

Nan Qiao looked at the Qiankun bag and was slightly stunned.

Twenty thousand spirit stones, this is not a small amount!