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

Before Mu Ruyue could speak, she was interrupted by Madam Sheng Yue...


"Yue'er, do you remember the words I once told you? I have a biological daughter who went missing, and I've been searching for her all these years, but now I have learned that you are indeed my own flesh and blood."


Her words struck like thunder, and suddenly Mu Ruyue's body stiffened.


Madam Sheng Yue was her real mother? How could it be possible?


Yet this feeling of warmth was so real, it made her feel as though she was back in Huaxia, in that family full of memories and emotions...


"You... Are you telling the truth?" Mu Ruyue's voice trembled slightly.


Madam Sheng Yue released the young girl from her embrace and examined the face before her carefully.


Her precious daughter, how much suffering had she endured over the years? She had nearly lost her life and had been insulted by those despicable men and women, how could she as a mother not be heartbroken?


Chapter 175 Mother and Daughter Recognize Each Other (Eight)