Thanks for Asking, This Ancestor Just Wants to Spoil Her Husband and Eat

[An ancestor with immense strength, no regard for fair play, and an all-consuming love of food VS an irresistibly fragrant, breathtaking beauty, utterly soft and delicate... romance novelist??]

Qi Mianmian was born in the apocalypse and died in the apocalypse. She was an unbeatable base leader, a ruthless woman who could laugh last amid a heap of corpses, and even remember to light a cigarette for fun while covered in blood.

Looking back on her life before she died, she'd lived exactly as she pleased and had no regrets at all.

But if she had to name one thing she wasn't satisfied with, it was undoubtedly her name, Mianmian. Just hearing it made people think she was weak as a kitten!

So Qi Mianmian loved to introduce herself with a stern, serious face, saying her surname was “Qi” and her given name was “Mieba.” That's right, she was that badass!

In the imperial capital, the north and south were dominated by two great families: the thousand-year-old Qi family in the north and the Jiang family, masters of witchcraft and poison, in the south.

They said the Jiang family had a son who knew nothing of the world and could bring a country to ruin, yet was also full of contradictions: a black-hearted man with little empathy.

In this long and prosperous age, there had once been Consort Xiang, whose fragrance attracted butterflies. Today, there was Jiang Wang, whose intoxicating scent ensnared people. But because the Jiang family's witchcraft was strange and unpredictable, no matter how much outsiders coveted him, Jiang Wang was someone no one in the capital dared provoke.

But the Qi family's old ancestor refused to believe the rumors. The first time she met him, she pinned him in the battered handcart she used for hauling bricks, then bit his flushed earlobe, red with either anger or embarrassment. Her voice was teasing and seductive. “What?”

Faced with such a “calamity,” the old ancestor Qi couldn't help being a bit of a lecher. “Do you want it that badly?”

But Jiang, the alluring calamity, had only wanted to pass by. “...!”