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

Emperor Muwu chuckled softly. "Elder Cao, you're quite ruthless."  


Despite his words, there wasn't the slightest trace of fear or retreat on his face. With commanding grace, he ordered for two grand armchairs to be brought over. Once seated, he waved his robe with dramatic flair and said, "Then let's proceed!"  


"Your Majesty!" Chu Hanlin, drenched in sweat, was panicking.  


Drafting a self-reprimanding edict was one thing, but this would put his son's life on the line!  


Emperor Muwu waved his hand nonchalantly. "Lord Chu, you need not worry. Chu Yan grew up in your family, calling you father for over ten years. I wouldn't truly take him away from you."  


He then smiled lightly. "From now on, he can call you 'father' and me 'dad.' Wouldn't that work?"  


Emperor Muwu then beckoned to Chu Yan, "Chu Yan, come over and sit next to me."  


The Royal Heir... "I Object"