FlameWitch

She was the government's deadliest secret weapon - a spy who lived by her wits and lethal skills. But when her little brother was kidnapped, even Bai Yunshu's training couldn't stop the shocking betrayal that cost her everything...including her life.

Reborn into the body of bullied debutante Feng Ruoxi, Yunshu finds herself greeted by a cruel father, a venomous stepmother, and the last thing she ever expected - an elite fiancé from one of the nation's most powerful families!  

Jiang Yukang, her so-called husband-to-be, is as arrogant as he is gorgeous. But little does this prime catch realize his delicate doe-eyed bride is actually a fiery former spy with lethal skills and a whole new lease on life.

What begins as a risky masquerade will soon become an unstoppable whirlwind of sizzling seduction, unraveling mysteries, and dark secrets best left untouched. Can Yunshu claim her rightful status as Master Jiang's hot spy wife while surviving the treacherous world of Kyoto's privileged elite?

With her pulse-pounding survival skills and Jiang Yukang's mesmerizing talents in the bedchambers, this transmigrated soul is taking names and leaving a scorching trail of desire in her wake! No enemy can stop this reincarnated vixen from becoming the supreme don't-mess-with-me empress!

Transmigration: Master Jiang's Hot Spy Wife

The opulent sitting room of the Jiang manor was bathed in a warm, inviting glow as Feng Ruoxi and Xia Xingxing made their way inside, still buzzing with excitement from their outing at the mall. However, their bubbling chatter ground to an abrupt halt when Feng Ruoxi's gaze landed on the wizened figure seated before them.

"Grandpa Jiang?" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise.

Jiang Zhiming, the venerable patriarch of the Jiang family, greeted them with a broad smile that creased the weathered lines of his face. "Ruoxi, Xingxing. It seems you both had a delightful day out."

Feng Ruoxi recovered from her initial shock, returning the elderly man's smile with one of her own. "Yes, we had a wonderful time. When did you arrive, Grandpa?"

"Oh, just about twenty minutes ago," Jiang Zhiming replied with a dismissive wave of his hand.

Feng Ruoxi's brow furrowed slightly as she glanced around the opulent room. "Jiang Yukang isn't here?"

The Patriarch's Decree