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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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124 Chs

Unraveling Threads

Pang Zhong's laughter was rich and melodious, a stark contrast to the tension that permeated the air. "Ah, Miss Feng, you misunderstand my intentions," he said, his emerald eyes twinkling with a mixture of amusement and intrigue. "You see, you bear an uncanny resemblance to someone I once knew – someone who was very dear to me."

Feng Ruoxi's eyes narrowed imperceptibly, her mind racing with possibilities. Was this connection to her past life as Bai Yunshu, or something tied to her current existence as Feng Ruoxi? She maintained her composure, her voice cool and measured as she replied, "I'm afraid I don't see the relevance of such a coincidence, Mr. Pang."

Jiang Yukang, who had been watching the exchange with growing unease, interjected with a barely concealed edge to his voice. "Indeed, I fail to see why my wife's appearance should be of such... personal interest to you, Pang Zhong."