Upon awakening, the apocalypse's metaphysics master, Nan Li, found herself as the lost Sixth Miss of the Anyang Marquis Manor

Thinking it would be a story of abuse, she never expected all five of her brothers to dote on her one after another!

Nan Li shouted, "Stop pampering me! In fact, I can do everything, from capturing ghosts, exterminating demons, divination, physiognomy, to healing and saving people. I'll lead the family to rise in power and wealth!"

Accidentally saving the Ninth Prince, who held great power in the court, Nan Li found him renowned for his cold and unfeeling demeanor. However, he became utterly addicted to pampering her and refused to take other concubines.

The scheming and malicious women were angry, shouting, "The prince lacks heirs, how can this be allowed?!"

Nan Li pointed at the line of little ghost-catching disciples and said, "I'll cure your poor eyesight!"

The Ninth Prince lifted her in his arms and said, "We have a bit of thin property that needs to be inherited, so we'll have a few more children."

Later on—

Nan Li looked at the continuous immortal mountains and the room full of treasures, her mouth twitching, "I thought you had a throne to inherit, what's going on now?!"

The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife

Resentment dissipated, mingling with the scent of burnt flesh. 


The figure in the black robe was once again astonished, his pupils slightly contracted. 


However, Nanli had exhausted her remaining profound energy, feeling weak and powerless, only able to support herself with the Xuanyue Sword. 


The black-robed figure sneered, knowing that even with her exceptional talent, she would still meet her demise. 


He took out a crossbow, pulled the trigger, and a bolt flew towards Nanli's chest. 


Having lost too much blood, Nanli could clearly hear the sound of the bolt approaching, but her body was too weak to lift her hand. 


Just as the bolt was about to pierce through, a swooshing sound echoed in her ears. 


A feathered arrow shot from the east, splitting the crossbow bolt in half. 


Nanli turned her head slightly and saw a group of cavalry approaching under the silver moonlight. 


Ninth Prince, How Could You Leave?