Matriarchy: The God of Death Is Too Frail to Care for Himself

Also known as I Make a Boat of My Soul to Carry You Across the Underworld

[Farming + one-on-one romance + two powerful leads + revenge + secret identity + male pregnancy]

In the fifteenth year of the Mingxuan era, Feng Qingxuan, empress of the Fengqi Kingdom, her consort Gu He, and Crown Princess Feng Jinghong were brutally killed in a long-planned ambush on the Xuanyang Ancient Road.

That day, blood ran in rivers, and everywhere they looked, people wore white mourning clothes.

But the guilty must face judgment in hell!

Six years later, she returns from hell with a quick transmigration System in hand. From then on, Feng Jinghong is no more. I am Su Wuyi of Dali Village.

Yet in the dead of night, she often hears that tender whisper: “I make a boat of my soul to carry you across the underworld.” They had stayed by each other's side through a hundred lifetimes and protected each other with devoted care, but now the memory is too hazy for her to make out. Until she meets him.

When they first meet

“Hey! You ran into my hidden weapon all by yourself. Don't try to pin the blame on me.” Su Wuyi carefully cradles the strikingly handsome man covered in blood, feeling as if she has run into one of those legendary scammers who fake an accident to extort money.

“Cough, I'm nothing but a lowly wretch. Miss, don't worry about me. Cough, cough. Once I die, just bury me wherever you like.” He coughs up a large mouthful of blood. It looks as though he's about to breathe his last.

Later

The lively, conniving crown prince next door drops all pretense: “Wuyi, how about marrying me and becoming my empress?”

“No!” Su Wuyi clutches her aching waist, hating herself for having misjudged him.

“Then how about I marry you and become your consort?”

“Get lost!”