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

Ye Siheng took a deep breath and channeled his Golden Core spiritual power into her mouth. Nanli's body, initially ice-cold, gradually warmed as the spiritual energy flowed through her limbs and bones. The energy did more than just warm her; it cleansed her meridians and gathered around her Dantian, attempting to restore it.


However, Ye Siheng soon realized that his spiritual power wasn't enough. As it neared her Dantian, it stagnated and couldn't proceed further. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he became more anxious.


"Oh, I can't bear to watch this any longer!" A voice chimed in, and the Golden Hairpin in Nanli's bag suddenly flew out, releasing the Hairpin Elf, who hovered in mid-air. 


Ye Siheng turned his head, his expression tightening.


Even though their Zitan wood bed was large, it wasn't meant to accommodate three people -- no, even with one of them being a spirit, it still wasn't acceptable!


Is the Prince Trapping Himself Inside to Die for Love?