My Husband Is Dead

On the first day after Gu Qiu transmigrated, he somehow ended up married to a stranger who was supposedly a tyrannical marshal.

After the wedding, the other man left him behind and went to the front lines. There was no telling when he'd return.

Gu Qiu planned to wait for him to come back and then get a divorce, but after three years, all he got was news that his husband had died.

The very next day, Gu Qiu went to a matchmaking event. Handsome and wealthy, he was eagerly pursued by everyone there. But before he could decide if he liked anyone, a military unit stormed the venue. His husband's subordinates asked him to come home.

Gu Qiu went home. His husband, who was only his husband in name, sat on the sofa and looked at him with unfamiliar eyes.

His husband wasn't dead, but he'd lost his memory...

Gu Qiu thought for a second. Isn't that even better?

Gu Qiu threw himself into his husband's arms and, as everyone looked on in shock, transformed into a sobbing mess. "Honey, you're finally back! I missed you so much! I thought you were dead, and I was heartbroken. Please don't leave me again, okay? QAQ"

After a brief moment of stiffness, the man hugged him back. "All right, darling."

Gu Qiu began giving his husband a complete makeover. It didn't matter if he'd once been a violent marshal or whatever. Now he had to be Gu Qiu's obedient, capable little husband.

Gu Qiu looked after him by day and "looked after" him at night.

When the adjutant came by again and saw the commander tenderly rubbing his wife's waist, he was so shocked his glasses nearly shattered. Who was this wife-obsessed man???

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Lang Ge pretended to lose his memory after winning the war to avoid getting caught up in political struggles.

Only after he returned home did he remember that he was married. But the little wife who was supposed to be waiting patiently at home was nowhere to be found. His subordinates reported that his spouse thought he was dead and had gone to a matchmaking event.

Lang Ge's face darkened.

When his wife was brought home, Lang Ge put on an innocent, amnesiac expression. His subordinates would take care of putting this presumptuous little thing in his place.

But before his subordinates could do anything, his little wife threw himself into his arms and tearfully professed his love, recounting how deeply in love they had once been.

Lang Ge: How come I don't remember any of that?

But seeing his little wife weep so prettily in his arms, Lang Ge's heart softened for once, and he accepted every one of his lies without question.

The little thing was just his type. Playing along with him might be fun.

When Gu Qiu found out his husband had been faking his amnesia, and that his own lies had all been acted out on him in turn...

Gu Qiu pointed an accusing finger from inside the blankets. "You're a big liar!"

Lang Ge pulled him, blankets and all, into his arms and nipped his ear. "You're the one who lied to me first, little liar."

Theme: Love makes the soul willingly embrace an ordinary life