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Transmigration: Master Jiang's Hot Spy Wife

She was the government's deadliest secret weapon - a spy who lived by her wits and lethal skills. But when her little brother was kidnapped, even Bai Yunshu's training couldn't stop the shocking betrayal that cost her everything...including her life. Reborn into the body of bullied debutante Feng Ruoxi, Yunshu finds herself greeted by a cruel father, a venomous stepmother, and the last thing she ever expected - an elite fiancé from one of the nation's most powerful families! Jiang Yukang, her so-called husband-to-be, is as arrogant as he is gorgeous. But little does this prime catch realize his delicate doe-eyed bride is actually a fiery former spy with lethal skills and a whole new lease on life. What begins as a risky masquerade will soon become an unstoppable whirlwind of sizzling seduction, unraveling mysteries, and dark secrets best left untouched. Can Yunshu claim her rightful status as Master Jiang's hot spy wife while surviving the treacherous world of Kyoto's privileged elite? With her pulse-pounding survival skills and Jiang Yukang's mesmerizing talents in the bedchambers, this transmigrated soul is taking names and leaving a scorching trail of desire in her wake! No enemy can stop this reincarnated vixen from becoming the supreme don't-mess-with-me empress!

FlameWitch · Fantasy
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115 Chs

Xiao Mingyuan's Death

At last, she found herself in the heart of the compound, the opulent living quarters where the Xiao family gathered – a gilded cage that would soon become their tomb.

Xiao Mingyuan and Xiao Zheng emerged from the shadows, their weapons raised and leveled at Feng Ruoxi's lithe form.

"So, you're the one who's been causing all this trouble," Xiao Mingyuan growled, his voice laced with a venom that sent a shiver racing down Feng Ruoxi's spine. "I must admit, I'm impressed. But your little rampage ends here."

Feng Ruoxi's laughter was cold and devoid of mirth, more akin to the whisper of a mortician's caress. "We'll see about that," she murmured, her deep voice laced with threads of iron and steel as she slipped into a combat stance, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.