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

Siheng's ears were suffering greatly.  


But Yun Jianchu only dared to scold; she didn't dare to actually do anything to Siheng.  


Well, she could at least cry her heart out while holding Nanli's corpse.  


However, as her Demon Soul drifted over, she realized Nanli's body was nowhere to be found.  


"No way... Siheng, are you really this vicious?"  


"Not only did you kill her, but you didn't even leave behind her corpse?"  


She kept questioning, her voice sharp and indignant.  


Siheng could barely endure it anymore. He said, "A'Li, you'd better show yourself, or she'll keep nagging until dawn."  


What did he mean by A'Li, show yourself?  


Before Yun Jianchu could process his words, a faint shadow began to manifest within the formation.  


In the span of a breath, the shadow became completely solid.  


Aunt Chuyun, Thanks to Your Brilliant Performance