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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124 Chs

Crimson Dawn

The first rays of the rising sun cast a crimson glow over the city, painting the skyline in hues of blood and fire. It was a fitting backdrop for the events that had transpired in the heart of the Xiao family compound, where Feng Ruoxi had left a trail of carnage and devastation in her wake.

As she navigated the winding streets, her steps steady and purposeful, a strange sense of calm washed over her. The adrenaline that had fueled her rampage had begun to ebb, leaving her with a sense of grim satisfaction – a knowledge that she had delivered a brutal reckoning upon those who had dared to threaten her loved ones.

Yet, as she drew nearer to the opulent Jiang villa, a growing sense of unease began to creep into the corners of her mind. It was then that she became aware of the warm, sticky sensation seeping through the fabric of her shirt, the unmistakable coppery scent of blood filling her nostrils.