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

Nanli glared at Qiu Hai and said, "Qiu Hai, what's wrong with you? Don't talk about ghostly energy; even if it's the aura of the Nether World, it won't affect me."


Granny Meng understood that Qiu Hai was trying to stop her from hugging Death God! Given their familiarity, it was clear they were already acquainted. That damn Qiu Hai, not only flirty but also cunning!


"Ancestor, hug!" Granny Meng jumped up and directly lunged into Nanli's arms. 


Nanli caught her steadily. Thanks to Death God giving them bodies, Qiu Hai and Granny Meng were both ghosts, yet they felt human-like, with weight and warmth. Granny Meng's face was radiant, her cheeks flushed, making her look even cuter. She snuggled against Nanli, melting her heart.


Ah, too bad. Because of Ye Siheng's fate, she's destined not to have a daughter.


Granny Meng savored Nanli's presence for a moment, feeling satisfied while teasing Qiu Hai with a raised eyebrow, her gaze provocative.


Only She Can Soothe the Heavenly Wrath