Xiao Qiye

Hunted for the Alchemical Book in her hand - Mu Ruyue wakes up in the body of a wastrel in Shenwu Continent - a martial arts dominated world. 
Her fiancé has jilted her in favor of her foster sister. 
Her father condones her abuse. 
Her younger sister wishes she was never born. 
And the whole country ridicules and insults her for being a first-rate wastrel.
Wastrel? Not at all. With the Alchemical Book in her hand, what pills and elixirs can't she refine?
Jilted? She'd rather marry the pure and innocent Ghost King, Ye Wuchen.
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Mu Ruyue: Stop calling me Sister!
Ye Wuchen: Can I call you Wife then?
Mu Ruyue: Not that either!
Ye Wuchen: (about to cry)
Mu Ruyue: (sighs) Suit yourself.
Ye Wuchen then leans forward and kisses the corners of her lips.
Mu Ruyue: …Did a child just steal her first kiss?
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Brother 1: Let her go!
Brother 2: She is my mother, why should I let go of her!
Brother 1: Don't ever think of robbing my mother!
Mu Ruyue: Let me introduce you, Jing'er, this is your younger brother. Huang'er, this is your elder brother. 
Huang'er: Mother, this stupid boy bullied me. He's not my brother.
Jing'er: Little guy, from now on, you must listen to me. 
Ye Wuchen: (How exactly do these two regard him? They dare fight over his wife in front of him...)

My Foolish Husband Turned Out to Have a Hidden Identity Too

"Elder Zhao, I'll leave the subsequent matters to you." Mu Ruyue yawned as she had been summoned to the Imperial Palace immediately after a month's journey without having had the chance for a proper rest. Now that everything was resolved, she should return to the Mu Residence.


Suddenly, she lifted her head and looked indifferently at the man as beautiful as a god but said nothing. Just receiving her gaze, Ye Wuchen's heart tightened, and a hint of panic crossed his handsome face.


He was afraid, afraid that she would distance herself from him from then on, and afraid that she would never pay attention to him for the rest of his life.


And as that fear threatened to spread, he couldn't help but walk up to Mu Ruyue, raising his hand intending to grasp the young girl's shoulder, but as his fingers touched her, he let go, his eyes filled with complexity and panic, as if unsure of how to start explaining.


Chapter 129 I'm Waiting for You to Explain