Imprisoned Wife of Mr- Baxter

In the year three hundred and fifty-five of the Crimson Moon era, on the seventh day of the second month, General Cold Sky Ning returned victorious from the border, his triumphant return heralded by the blaring horns that seemed to pierce the very heavens.

The nations fortune was on the rise, and with it came a general amnesty, a tax reduction for three years, and a nation-wide celebration.

Amidst the jubilation, the skies above gathered clouds that swirled and danced, transforming into a magnificent display of colors, like divine tigers roaring at the sun and phoenixes spreading their wings...

All these omens centered around the generals residence.

And Lily Ning, whether by coincidence or true destiny, arrived in this world amidst the auspicious clouds, naked and newborn.

A sorcerer proclaimed that this girls future was boundless, a statement so obvious it was almost trite, yet it shocked the world.

Suddenly, envoys from various nations came to offer congratulations, and suitors nearly broke down the of Crimson Moon, all seeking to marry into this favored family.

The wise ruler of Crimson Moon was quick to act, using a childhood betrothal to secure Lily Nings hand for his own youngest son, ensuring that such a precious gem would not be lost to another.

From that moment on, Lily Ning became the most esteemed lady of Crimson Moon, coddled and pampered as if she were a precious treasure, her every whim indulged without question.

Her life was more carefree than that of a deity.

However, such indulgence led to a spoiled and overbearing character. It was clear that she had become a little tyrant.

But that was not the worst of it. Tragically, Lily Ning, though a daughter, was a natural-born philanderer, unable to resist the allure of beautiful men. As she grew older, her behavior became more brazen, leading her to establish a private residence dedicated to collecting various handsome men.

While not entirely unprecedented, her actions were certainly the first of their kind in the capital.

The men of the capital, even those with the slightest bit of charm, were once terrified into hiding by her reputation.

Despite her notorious reputation, no one dared to openly accuse her of wrongdoing, due to her noble birth and exceptional talent. At the tender age of twenty, she had already reached the fifth level of spiritual cultivation, a feat that matched her infatuation with pleasure.

When Lily Ning, after her rebirth, fully grasped the nature of this world, she could only look to the sky, crack sunflower seeds vigorously, and her big, dark eyes kept turning, turning, as she sorted out her thoughts. Her previous life was named Lily Ning, and after an accidental death, she was reborn, still as Lily Ning.

What a coincidence.

Lily Ning rolled her eyes and nonchalantly remarked, continuing to crack sunflower seeds in a high-pitched voice, asking, "Beauty... what did you just say? How did I faint this morning?"

The question was serious, but the preceding made the handsome young man waiting nearby shudder, almost shedding a layer of goosebumps. A strong sense of disgust flashed through his dark eyes, but he could only sigh in resignation. Who let this woman be his master now?

So he answered earnestly, ashamed to speak of her trivial matters.

"Reporting to the master, you went out shopping this morning and encountered Prince Tranquil. Before two sentences could be exchanged, you suddenly had a nosebleed and fainted... Forgive my inability to see who used what weapon to harm you."

Clearly, it was because of her lust for Prince Tranquils appearance, leading to a nosebleed and a fall to the ground... But for the sake of the old masters face, he still had to speak decently, attributing the blame to the nonexistent assassin.

Even though the old masters face had long been tarnished by this woman, as his subordinate, he still tried to save some face.

"Oh..." Clever as Lily Ning, how could she not hear the implication in this mans words.

Lustful to the point of death by nosebleed...

What a grand way to die. Lily Ning shuddered at the thought and couldnt help but consider other reasons... This past Lily Ning was, after all, a "character". It was not enough to believe that she died so miserably. Moreover, this body was known for its talent, and there must have been many people who wanted her dead, especially in such a quiet way. The person who harmed her was likely close at hand.

Now that she is the master of this body, she has been reborn, and a beautiful tomorrow is ahead. She must not let those potential dangers become stumbling blocks for her.

Thinking of this, Lily Ning cleared her throat and called out again, "Beauty..."

The man beside her almost lost his composure at the address, his fists clenched so tight in his sleeves that his knuckles turned white. But he did not dare to overstep, and he reminded her in a deep voice, "Reporting to the master, my name is Flame Lou, not Beauty. Please do not call me wrong again."

Ha! As if I wanted to call you that.

Lily Ning thought disdainfully, but it was to cater to the past preferences, afraid that one would be exposed as soon as she crossed over, causing unnecessary trouble. After all, she was quite satisfied with this body.

Her eyes happened to catch a glimpse of Flame Lous body, which was tense due to extreme restraint. To be honest, this guy had good body proportions, with long, straight legs, a fit waist, and a solid chest. Although his whole body was wrapped in clothes, the exposed skin was just the ivory white that Lily Ning liked.

Looking up, she saw the handsome features of a young man, with a face that was hard yet soft, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and light lips. His flowing hair perfectly embellished his face, making it more vivid.

Like a young knight in a comic, if he could smile, he would definitely be a stunning beauty.

Indeed, very beautiful.

Lily Ning finally understood why the previous Lily Ning had always called him that.

She gave a dry laugh and saw Flame Lou fear her like a flood or a fierce beast. Was she that terrifying? Not daring to be out of line, she coquettishly twisted her graceful figure, approached, and said with a light laugh, "Why care so much? You are already mine. The name is just a matter of words. How about I rename you Beauty now, my personal beauty. What do you think?"

Lily Nings words were extremely ambiguous, and she did not forget to throw a few glances at the end.

This immediately scared Flame Lous face pale, as if he had lost his mother, "Dengdengdeng..." He retreated several steps, his thin lips tightly pursed into a line. Like a prostitute forced into prostitution, his voice gradually became cold, "If the master insists on changing the subordinates name, the subordinate would rather die."

If the guest insists on the maid receiving guests, the maid would rather die to protect her chastity... Lily Ning understood Flame Lous words this way.

He has a stubborn donkey temper.

Lily Ning smirked and said, "Just kidding, why so nervous... Flame Lou."