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

Take Qi Hong for example. Nanli couldn't think of any other reason beyond this. The woman probably didn't expect Qi Hong to turn around and betray her so quickly.


Ye Siheng's brows furrowed with concern. "Regardless of the situation, we need to be cautious."


Nanli touched her chin, deepening her suspicion. The Hairpin Elf said she was the reincarnation of an immortal, which she initially didn't believe. But now, with the Immortal World constantly targeting her, trying to end her life, it was becoming clear that she must have had an irreconcilable grudge with them in her past life.


However, the Immortal Sect remains closed, and the senior who could answer her questions still hasn't appeared. She's left not knowing how to uncover the truth. She glanced at Ye Siheng and pursed her lips, silently conveying her thoughts.


It was clear--no more dual cultivation for now.


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