The Demon King Spoils His Ugly Substitute Bride

The sole heir to a modern family of secretive witch doctors and mystics has her soul transported into the body of a weak-willed girl in ancient times, abandoned as a child...

A soul-transmigration tale of revenge against scoundrels. The male and female leads are devoted only to each other, pure in body and mind. Divination and medicine, disguising herself as ugly to survive, schemes and strategy, and an adorable child in her arms.

A call for wolfdogs! {In no particular order}

A dual personality,

Devoted and single-minded, domineering and aloof.

Gentle and refined, like an immortal descended to earth.

A call for sweet puppy boys:

Soft and cuddly, with a healing smile that feels like a spring breeze.

Sharp-tongued, always ready with a zinger, a professional roastmaster.

When the dogs compete, surely one will be worth clicking to add to your collection!

Little Scene One:

The long, narrow phoenix eyes of the man in red gleamed with a clear, bewitching violet. His skin was fair, and the gentle lines of his bone structure softened the distinctly masculine angles of his features. Even the priceless purple jade ring at his waist could not rival the elegance of those deep violet eyes.

His wicked eyes fixed on her like a wolf stalking its prey. He pressed her against the wall, his alluring breath brushing her as he said, “Wife, no matter how much you run, you’ll never escape my grasp.”

She struggled to break free, but the enchanting man before her was so strong that she couldn’t move an inch.

She put on a stern expression. “What are you doing?”

He gave a wicked smile, his voice seductive. “Wife, have you ever heard a saying?”

“?”

“Take a woman by force.”

Little Scene Two:

A cherubic toddler toddled over, his grape-like eyes violet on the left and black on the right. He gazed at the enchanting man, seated on a wooden stool and washing his mother’s baby clothes.

After a while, the little one sighed like a grown-up. “Daddy, how long are you going to wash those clothes?”

The enchanting man wrung out the clothes and set them in a nearby basin, the corners of his lips lifting in a smile. “Another quarter of an hour.”

“That’s so long... Half an hour ago, an uncle asked Mommy to go do something... What was it again...”

The hands washing the clothes came to a halt. His handsome brows knit together. Half an hour... ago...

“Mo Qi!”

A figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard and saluted with clasped fists. “At your service.”

The enchanting man continued washing the bright red baby clothes in his hands, foam clinging to his long, well-defined fingers.

His voice was cold and terrifying. “Go. Send thirty thousand elite soldiers. I want to see who dares seduce my wife.”

“M-Master, what if it’s a woman? Should we...”

“Anyone with designs on my wife, man or woman, gets thrown out. Then investigate their family tree back eighteen generations.”

The sweet little toddler tilted his head, puzzled. “Daddy, why investigate their family tree after throwing them out?”

Gu Mochen’s mouth twitched. “So we can dig up their ancestors’ graves.”

Note: The heroine becomes outrageously cool and powerful in the middle and later parts of the story. Stay tuned...