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

Shuang'er's body shook violently. "Miss..."


Her voice quivered with tears, struggling to understand how Xue Shengnan had turned so cold. They had been companions for years, supporting each other through thick and thin!


Yet Xue Shengnan remained icy and indifferent, slowly withdrawing her hand. Shuang'er, in a panic, quickly agreed, "I am willing. As long as it's Miss's command, I will do it!"


Xue Shengnan's expression softened into a smile as she patted Shuang'er's head, treating her like an obedient pet. "Good Shuang'er, your loyalty will not go unnoticed, and I will never mistreat you."


Shuang'er could only thank her with tears in her eyes. She had followed Xue Shengnan for years, understanding the harsh reality of their situation. Killing was a heavy sin, but the real torment was being burned by Ghost Fire and suffering endlessly.


The Ancestor Will Light the Incense Himself