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 gave a faint smile, opened her palm, and a green elixir exuding a strong life force appeared in her hand. She looked up at Murong Tian and said, "Give him this elixir to take."


Although it was unknown whether the elixir could heal Murong Qingchu's life-threatening condition, there were no other options left at this point. 


Murong Tian took the elixir and quickly walked over to Murong Qingchu.


All eyes followed him, nobody knew whether the young girl truly had the ability to cure the Young Sect Master with an Earth-grade Peak elixir.


After all, even the alchemy masters in the Central Province were at a loss.


Murong Qingchu gave a detached smile, his cold gaze falling on the elixir in Murong Tian's hand, he Qingqing took the elixir and placed it into his mouth, at that moment a cool liquid slid down his throat and into his stomach.


Murong Tian was nervous, staring unblinkingly at Murong Qingchu's body for any sign of change.


Chapter 244: Unpredictable Future (Part 3)