COL+Dai Mo

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

Shi Miaomiao felt a chill running through her limbs, and inwardly cursed, realizing something was wrong.


Shi Qian wore a smug smile, staring at Shi Miaomiao and saying, "Just now, I showed this pill to my elder brother, and he immediately agreed to let me inherit the position of family head. Miaomiao, you must follow your father's will."


Upon hearing this, Shi Miaomiao was instantly filled with rage, her temples throbbing with fury. She clenched her fists and angrily shouted, "It's you! You used the pill to provoke Father, causing his death!"


Shi Qian showed no sign of guilt. Instead, he shrugged nonchalantly, saying, "I simply informed my elder brother of this good news. Who would've known that his health was so poor that he couldn't bear it?"


"You still dare to laugh!" Shi Honghong's anger peaked. He took a quick step forward and slapped his palm toward Shi Qian's face.


Master, Am I Being Good?