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

The demonic seal gleamed with a dark luster, and Nanli's eyes turned a deep crimson.


"Nanli, lay down your weapon!" Cinian had already rushed to her side and, seeing her in this condition, trembled in fear.


He could clearly see that the Demon Soul was slowly merging with Nanli's soul!


Once the Demon Soul completely took hold, she would truly be under its control, becoming a demon!


Bai Xiangyu, panicked, shouted, "Zen Master Cinian, use the Demon Suppression Seal!"


"No," Cinian replied, voice tinged with sorrow, "Her soul is already entwined with the Demon Soul. If I use the Demon Suppression Seal, it will harm her soul."


"What do you mean, let her be taken over by the Demon Soul?" Bai Xiangyu exclaimed. "She's worked so hard to reach this stage, and she's carrying a child, Zen Master Cinian! You have to think of something!"


Cinian's breathing became rapid, his chest rising and falling sharply.


Are You Her Husband or the Father of Her Children?