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

When he could finally look up, he still had a smiling expression, "You're being polite to me, but I'm not used to it."


Nanli nodded knowingly, "So this is your style."


Qiu Hai couldn't be bothered to explain, he just nodded, "Yes, yes, the Lord Ancestor has noticed, I wouldn't be happy if you didn't tease me."


This scene was seen by the civil and military judges.


It turned out that flattering and kissing up to Hell Lord before was wrong; the correct way to advance was to verbally taunt and mock Hell Lord!


After Qiu Hai found the list, he urged Nanli to quickly draw symbols.


Although Nanli was cramming at the last minute, after a few attempts, she grasped it and drew a symbol that concealed Qiu Hai's ghostly aura.


"Lord Ancestor is truly formidable!" Qiu Hai naturally praised.


Nanli put away her Tianxing pen, "It didn't take too much time, not bad."


Waiting for a Hundred Years