I’ll Be the Male Leads Sister-in-Law

Detoxification (1)

Mu Mingtang was soaked in silvery moonlight, which highlighted her delicate beauty. Particularly, her eyes, which were like pearls and jade, capable enough to pierce the clouds and clear the mist.

Under the moonlight, Xie Xuanchen could not help but just hug his little wife without any other thoughts. This was the person who supported him unconditionally and pulled him out of the abyss, and Xie Xuanchen felt that heavens had blessed him by sending her in his life.

The death of his cronies and comrades back then had been weighing heavily on him, and Xie Xuanchen himself could not forgive himself. Every time he thought of it, he was in great agony, and even his past achievements had become sins.

He had committed such crimes and his reputation was ruined. What face did he have to live in this world?

In the past two years, he had been surviving while loathing himself. He had many doubts about his situation and people around him, but his emotions were all over the place to rationally think about his situation. So he just kept struggling for a long time, until a woman whispered in his ear one day: “My lord, I am Mu Mingtang. “

So for her sake and to let her find her happiness, the next six months, Xie Xuanchen lived for Mu Mingtang. He had no hopes and will for living his life, but he knew that if he died, Mu Mingtang would definitely not be able to survive in this world. For this reason, Xie Xuanchen had often told himself to hold on for a while longer, and pave the way for Mu Mingtang a little more.

Time went on and the relationship between him and Mu Mingtang became stronger as they overcame one set back after another, and as their bond improved so did his hopes of surviving and living with Mu Mingtang more.

When he found the incense ball before, he couldn’t doubt his close relatives, so he told himself not to have unnecessary thoughts to get disappointed.

Unexpectedly, they met a little Taosit today and his words turned the whole situation upside down. Doubtful thoughts that Xie Xuanchen had hidden deeply in his heart were confirmed, making the sharp sword hanging in Xie Xuanchen’s heart fall to the ground with a clang.

I’m not a monster. I still have the qualifications to stay in the world and hope for a life where I can spend my days warmly and look at the sunset at the end of the day accompanied by my lovely wife.

Xie Xuanchen felt he was very blessed. He had to give up on his career and his glory, but there was a girl who kept telling not to give up, not to die in vain. She always said, “You are my saviour.” with a firm belief as sparkles shone in her eyes. Therefore, Xie Xuanchen was very sure that he would have died by now if he had not met Mu Mingtang six months ago.

How fortunate he was, after struggling in the dark for complete two years, he actually met the descendants of the wandering doctor who had treated him back then, who gave him an affirmative answer.

Whether the little Taoist would be able to cure his illness or not didn’t bother him, as nothing in the world had been more difficult than the past two years for him.

No matter what it would take, how much disappointment and pain I had to endure, it was not worth mentioning.

For him, the future was no more a phantasm that was floating and could be easily destroyed with just a small touch, just like a fragile bubble. He could now firmly believe that he would be able to live out the future plans Mu Mingtang had shown him, and he was finally capable of imagining what their future might entail.