Heavenly Charm

Memories surged like a tide into her head after she was reincarnated, and she found out who she was... A complete pushover. Her name was Beiting Huang, a direct descendant and third-generation descendant of the Beiting Dynasty. Her fearsome reputation stretched across all nations on the continent. She was a girl, but she was disguised as a boy for some reason. Everyone was also after her wrist... to hack it off and take the bracelet she wore, which was actually a high-level spiritual item that concealed her gender. 
Everyone included her own brothers. Her brothers were fighting and killing each other, tearing the dynasty apart in the process... and she happened to be caught in the crossfire. 
Mercy? Did the old Beiting Huang not beg before she died? Did they spare her when she did? An emotion that was not hers stirred within her body, and Beiting Huang knew it was the old Beiting Huang's grief. 
In her mind, she assured her: Don't worry. Since I've reincarnated in your body, I shall avenge you. Your death will not be senseless! After those words, the old Beiting Huang's emotions faded. 
Now, there was only one Beiting Huang. She was the underworld's king, a mercenary lord who slaughtered and plundered with the world at her feet. Reincarnated into the fearsome Beiting family as its 'useless’ ninth son, the world's riches were once again in her grasp. She cultivated impossible abilities, contracted with magical beasts, and possessed a mystical dimension. She also trampled over gods and demons as and when she liked. Cold and handsome, her very presence was proud and magnificent, causing the world to fight for her affection.

The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Voices were still ringing in his ears. Yan Ye's fingers gently caressed the sleeping face in front of him. When she was tired, she would tilt to the side like this. She would always be able to lie on his lap accurately and arch into his arms. She would always drool on his lap. He said that he despised her for being dirty, but every time she was sleepy, he would still be willing to be a pillow.

"Even if you have the same nature and spirit, you will not be her in the end. You will definitely not be willing to be her. Even if I have waited for you for ten thousand years, I will still respect your choice. Huang'er, in this life, I only hope that you will be happy and not… die like that!"

His fingers trembled slightly and she accidentally hooked a strand of Beiting Huang's hair, causing her to feel a little pain in her sleep. She tilted her head and moved her body. She actually snuggled into his arms and snorted impatiently.

I'm Not Here to Sleep