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 Qingchi rushed over in a few quick steps, his figure moving swiftly.  


The closer he got, the more he could feel the immense power emanating from the glazed bottle.  


No, it felt like he could barely catch his breath.  


Yet, within the glazed bottle was only a small portion of that powerful being's inner dan and flesh.  


He believed in the ruthlessness of the six major sects and that this powerful being had the ability to repair the magical fissures.  


Now, he was about to take the glazed bottle to restore that powerful being's celestial body and set things right!  


He gathered his spiritual energy, enough to withstand that powerful force, and slowly reached out to grab the bottle.  


But at that moment, a steady sound of footsteps approached from behind him.  


Ye Qingchi shivered, cold sweat running down his back.  


Recue You? He Must Be Seeking Death!