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

The man's expression turned stern, and a black wind rose from his sleeves, scattering the blood mist. However, Nangong Zifeng, who was behind the blood mist, had vanished without a trace.


Threads of bone-chilling murderous intent emanated from him, and his purple eyes grew even colder. Suddenly, a familiar presence approached from behind, causing his body to stiffen while also gradually melting the iciness at the bottom of his eyes…


Now, he possessed a gentleness that was previously absent, and within his bewitching purple eyes, there was also a faint tender light.


Thinking of his current appearance, his heart ached uncontrollably.


The girl's voice was soft, with even a barely noticeable tremor.


The man froze, yearning to turn around and pull the woman he loved into his embrace and tell her about everything that had happened these past days, but he knew he couldn't...


He couldn't bring her into a realm of danger.


Chapter 215: You're Wuchen, right? (Part 4)