Who wakes up one morning to find they've gained a wife as beautiful as a goddess?
A wife is one thing, but why is she a Grim Reaper?
And if she's a Grim Reaper, why does she beat people up whenever she doesn't get her way?
The skinny, frail scholar faces a crowd and flashes an evil grin. “I'll come clean. I'm not some penniless pretty boy. I'm... Wait, darling, what are you doing? You can't reap that person's soul, he's my uncle!”
Once his identity is exposed, he puts on a bold, arrogant front. “I'm the Crown Prince. Anyone who lays so much as a hair on my wife will be executed, their whole... Wait! Darling, that's my father. Don't reap his soul, he hasn't handed the throne over to me yet!”
When his wicked mother-in-law gives her a hard time, the Grim Reaper girl remains expressionless. Feng Jinjue, disguised as a refined and gentle man behind her, stiffens and hurriedly calls out, “Darling, that's my mother. You can't reap her soul!”
His wife is far too fierce. She reaps souls whenever she doesn't get her way, and he's starting to panic. What should he do?
Qingyan shoots him an impatient glance. “Let go, husband. I can't stand the sight of her. I'll reap her soul and toss her into the Eighteenth Level of Hell.”
Feng Jinjue clings to her for dear life, nearly in tears. “Darling, she's my imperial grandmother.”
Qingyan: “She doesn't like me.”
Feng Jinjue: “I know. So?”
Qingyan: “Reap her soul.”
Feng Jinjue: “!!!”
Main characters: Qingyan, Feng Jinjue
Xiu'er, Xiu'er, is that you?
I have liked watching it for a long time and have been waiting for it for a year or two 🥺
It's pretty, I like it very much
Pure\Author, thank you very much