Luo Li never expected to transmigrate, especially without a golden finger.
On one side, the Heavenly Dao forced her to help a ruthless demon minister descend into darkness. On the other, a ghost kept pestering her to fulfill her filial duties.
The slightest mistake brought punishment, and Luo Li wanted to cry for her mother.
Luo Li steeled herself and went to war.
When she returned, the demon minister greeted her with an enthusiastic embrace, his gaze practically dripping with affection.
Demon Minister: Lili, I've suffered so much. Some troublemakers are out to get me.
Luo Li rolled her eyes. “Isn't that because you made too many enemies?”
Demon Minister: “Waaah, it's my fault. But the old emperor killed my parents and stole the throne that should have been mine.”
Luo Li gently patted the demon minister on the head. “I had no idea there was a secret like that.”
The demon minister continued wiping his tears. “And that woman, she not only wants to become empress, she also has designs on me every day!”
Luo Li was stunned. This transmigrator sure had big ambitions!
The demon minister swiftly wrapped his arms around Luo Li. “Luo'er, when we're united as husband and wife, nothing can stand in our way!”
