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

"I trust you; I don't trust anyone else. I always trust you."  


"You can protect me once, but that doesn't mean you can protect me every time."  


"Or to put it this way, you should have known what kind of person I am since the moment you met me. I want to become stronger on my own. Even if I can't stand by your side in the future, I don't want to hold you back."  


Ye Siheng gazed at her for a long time.  


He finally sighed and said, "A'Li, you must remember that I am your husband, always your support."  


Nanli smiled brightly, her cheeks still flushed and dewy.  


She tugged at Ye Siheng's sleeve, saying, "You're nothing like Elder Cao. Today is really interesting."  


Ye Siheng sat back down, a hint of disdain on his face. "Bringing him up is a bit insulting to me."  


Nanli waved her hand. "Let's not mention him. Let's see what's in this Qiankun Bag."  


Poor! This Cultivator is Really Poor!