Twins: Their Mother Is a Doomsday Powerhouse

An apocalypse powerhouse at max level is reborn in ancient times. From the start, it’s hell mode, with high-stakes twists all the way through. The brilliant twins are at the top of their game: the daughter leads the intelligence team, and the son is his mother’s personal bodyguard. In the twenty-third year of Chengping, Su Qingyuan, the illegitimate daughter of the Marquis of Loyalty and Valor, “died of illness” in a great fire. That same year, a young woman named Qingyuan arrived in Qingxi Village outside the capital, accompanied by a pair of twins. Over the next five years, she transformed barren soil, tripling the harvest per acre. She cultivated rare medicinal herbs that fetched prices comparable to gold. She founded Qingyuan Pavilion, building a trade network that stretched from north to south. She established the Nightingale Agency, whose intelligence network reached deep into the imperial court. No one knew she had once been a mighty plant-based powerhouse who had dominated the apocalypse. All she wanted was to protect her children and live in peace. Until Prince Jing, Xiao Che, came knocking. The man held the jade pendant she had “lost,” his gaze sharp as a blade. “It was you at the palace banquet five years ago.” Su Qingyuan calmly poured tea. “Your Highness has mistaken me for someone else.” Xiao Che looked at the little boy practicing swordplay in the courtyard. His face bore a striking resemblance to Xiao Che’s childhood portrait. His voice turned hoarse. “That child is my son.” The man stared at the boy’s face, so much like his own, his eyes reddening. “I’ve searched for you for five years.” Su Qingyuan raised her eyes calmly. “Your Highness has mistaken me for someone else.” That night, the guards of Prince Jing’s residence surrounded Qingyuan Pavilion so completely that not even a drop of water could get through. Xiao Che climbed in through the window and pinned her against the wall. “The child is mine, and so are you.”