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

"Your Highness, you can teleport, but I can't."  


Fortunately, Ye Siheng's teleportation technique wasn't something that could be used casually; after all, it consumed a considerable amount of spiritual energy. At this moment, he had resorted to using regular light steps instead.  


Qing Feng listed off several officials who had met unfortunate fates.  


All of them had been disemboweled, their hearts ripped out, and they died.  


The vengeful spirits not only devoured their souls, but a certain amount of silver had also been stolen from each of their homes.  


Ye Siheng stopped on top of a roof and glanced at Qing Feng. "They're all disciples of Cao Qing."  


Qing Feng thought for a moment, somewhat surprised. "It really is!"  


Ye Siheng lowered his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.  


His dark robes, made of fragrant cloud gauze, fluttered gently, glowing faintly in the moonlight.  


"Cao Qing, where did he go afterward?"  


Second Brother, Beihan, There's More Fun to Be Had!