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

Mu Ruyue gently lifted her eyelashes, and suddenly, a pair of purple pupils appeared before her eyes.


The man in purple clothes had a silvery mask covering his face, making his features unclear. His skin was very pale, his thin lips lightly pursed, and those purple eyes quietly watched Mu Ruyue.


This woman, he hadn't seen her for half a year...


Heaven knows how much he had missed her these past six months?


Yet he still couldn't appear by her side, couldn't let that uncontrollable power harm her, even though he yearned endlessly, he still suppressed the urge to see her...


The man looked up at Nangong Zifeng, pale as death, and a powerful aura burst forth, instantly hitting her chest.


Nangong Zifeng's body flew out, landing awkwardly on the ground; she looked at the purple-robed man standing next to Mu Ruyue with shock.


Noble, sinister, and with a powerful aura swirling around him...


Yet the Mu Ruyue by his side was in no way inferior.


Chapter 214: You're Wuchen, aren't you? (Three)