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 Nangong Family holds an extraordinary status within the Southern Domain, much like the Xiao Family does to the Saint Realm. Therefore, the Nangong Family's power is equally formidable, and it has soared even more dramatically since Nangong Zi Feng emerged in the past two years.


At this moment, not far from the Nangong Family's residence, within a green forest, a man sat on the ground, regulating his breath. His face was covered with a silver mask, and his purple robe fluttered without wind, exuding an aura of both nobility and power.


Suddenly, the man opened those purple eyes, casting his gaze toward a spot not too far away…


A girl, panicked and flustered, ran out of the woods, her clothing stained with blood. It was such a striking sight. She was pale, with her garment torn at the chest, revealing her delicate and snow-white skin.


The girl's beauty could topple cities, with icy and fierce eyes, her thin lips slightly pursed, the corners tempting.


Chapter 209: The Rival in Love Behind (Part 3)