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

As Nanli entered the residence, she caught sight of Ni Kun's figure. 


Simultaneously, she sensed a malevolent aura emanating from him. 


Ni Kun turned around, his murky eyes fixed upon Nanli, seemingly trying to ascertain her identity. 


With just one glance at his face, Nanli knew that he was already dead. 


She had arrived a step too late; it seemed that his master was formidable enough to discern the lingering traces she had left behind. 


In the blink of an eye, Nie Kun lunged towards Nanli, his speed leaving only a ghostly shadow in his wake. 


Swiftly evading his attack, Nanli could already see his nails elongating, sharp as blades. 


If she were to be caught, blood would undoubtedly splatter on the spot. 


Being a dead man, he would not be able to extract any information from her, and she had no intention of holding back. 


Utilizing her strength, Nanli snapped Ni Kun's hand, but this living corpse seemed impervious to pain, casually reconnecting his bones and tendons. 


I'm Longing for a Good Brother