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

Yuan Zhenhai thought that he would be better off dead rather than being imprisoned in this secluded courtyard by Yuan Zhenxian. 


He had already damaged his body, and his cultivation was unlikely to improve. It would be better to die now and make way for Yuan Zhenxian. 


Perhaps due to the frustration building up in him, Yuan Zhenhai's breath became erratic, and a strange flush appeared on his face again. 


Nanli frowned and immediately drew a talisman, which flew directly into his chest. 


She spoke coldly, "The sinister energy within your body is not difficult to remove, but don't let your thoughts wander now. Don't waste my efforts." 


Being schemed against, he thought, it would be best to rise up again, and eliminate those who betrayed him one by one. After all, it's not him who deserves to die. 


Yuan Zhenhai's confused thoughts were calmed by her talisman. 


The spiritual energy in his Dantian, which had been swirling violently, slowly began to calm down. 


I Already Have a Husband, and I Don't Need Another Brother