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

The second and fourth daughters, Bai Xiuwan and Bai Xiushu, had average talent but were the most diligent, still meditating and practicing at this hour.  


The fifth, Bai Xiuyou, wore a sour expression.  


Her talent was the best, and she'd already gone to bed, only to be roused by Bai Peng's summons, sparking her irritation.  


She plopped down, grumbling, "Father, this better be about someone dying or a clan being wiped out, or I'm tearing the house apart."  


Seeing her temper, Cinian instinctively shuffled away, keeping his distance from the fifth daughter.  


The other Shans quickly followed their master's lead.  


Only Yun Shen stood there, oblivious and alone.  


Bai Xiuyou glanced at him, scoffing, "Why hasn't this big oaf taken the tonsure?"  


Cinian cleared his throat. "He's not my disciple."  


Bai Xiuyou raised an eyebrow, dismissing Yun Shen with a look. "Father, get on with it."  


This Monk Has No Regrets!