The Mystic Diviner Burns Incense Daily, and the War God Prince Can’t Stop Spoiling Her

A legendary mystic died and transmigrated into the body of Ye Susu, a concubine-born daughter in the southern frontier. General Ye had ruined her looks and constitution, and her meridians ran backward.

A hopeless pawn from the start, she was forced into a substitute marriage and sent to North Mongolia, where she was to join a hidden guard in assassinating her new husband, Wei Zixiao.

Once she regained her senses, she began calculating the fate of the Nine Provinces Continent.

She learned that Wei Zixiao’s internal cultivation method could straighten her meridians and restore her constitution, so she began her daily campaign to save herself as the dark moonlight of his life.

The prince suffers from insomnia and needs scripture recited to sleep? Leave it to me, Your Highness. I’ll keep you company and read all night.

The prince likes tea, chess, and talking about life? Everyone else here is a warrior. Step aside, I know the heavens above and the earth below.

The prince likes polishing his sword and weaving tassels? Don’t hold it away from me, my lord. I can weave all kinds of sword tassels, and I won’t charge you a thing.

She poured her heart out and talked to him about love, hoping to trick him into handing over his cultivation method. But the man had a white moonlight in his heart and had never even given her a proper look.

At last, utterly disheartened, she resigned herself to death and huddled in a cave corner. Yet he begged her to let him teach her his techniques.

Once her cultivation was complete, she split open the stone gate with a single strike and said:

“From now on, the road is long and the sky is wide. In this life, we are strangers.”

Wei Zixiao was furious.

He knew full well she had been deceiving him about her feelings, yet he still fell for her.

He swore he would capture her and grind her bones to dust.

But in reality, he spent every day playing dumb and acting like a devoted puppy of a husband.