After I Was Reborn, My Ex-Husband's Whole Family Was Reborn Too

Meng Yutong lost her mother when she was young and was raised by her grandmother, growing into a cautious, careful girl who tried to please everyone.

After marrying into the Ji family, she devoted herself heart and soul to serving her mother-in-law and managing the household, all because her husband once praised her as "gentle and virtuous." Even though she knew her husband had a childhood sweetheart with whom he shared a deep bond, she pretended not to know. She took that offhand compliment to the utmost extreme.

She thought that enduring everything and giving her all would earn her a happy life, but in the end, she died young. Even on the day she drew her last breath, her husband was in the palace treating his childhood sweetheart with acupuncture and medicine...

Looking back on half her life, Meng Yutong suddenly felt utterly exhausted. She had no idea what she had been striving so hard for.

When she opened her eyes again, she was reborn in the year her marriage was being arranged, and resolved to live differently.

She returned her engagement contract to the Ji family and opened a medical clinic.

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Ji Yun was born into a family of renowned physicians with a century of history. As aloof and ethereal as a lone crane above the clouds, he had always been proper and self-controlled, never showing his emotions. He disliked anything beyond his control.

Because he owed the Meng family an old debt, he became engaged to Meng Yutong, whose family were merchants. She came from an ordinary background and was quiet and reserved, but gentle and composed, making her a good candidate to run a household.

One day, his family discussed his marriage and seemed to be considering another choice. Ji Yun said, "The original arrangement is fine. Why complicate things?"

Unexpectedly, his mother suddenly remarked with a pointed tone, "She's a fine girl, but it makes our Ji family look rather heartless."

His father sighed, a rare thing for him. "Marriage cannot be forced."

Even his usually admiring younger brother shook his head. "Brother, wake up. She's already returned the engagement contract."

Ji Yun's brow twitched. Something seemed off.

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Ming Shan suffered from a strange illness: if she didn't sincerely compliment ten people in a day, her heart would hurt terribly and she would cough up blood nonstop.

To stay alive, she had no choice but to smile at everyone and shower them with compliments.

Thanks to her silver tongue, this overlooked illegitimate daughter of the Shaoqing's residence managed to grow up safely to the age of sixteen.

But not everyone in the world likes hearing pretty words.

Xie Heng, the powerful head of the Criminal Justice Bureau, was known as the "Cold-Faced King of Hell." He hated flatterers and sycophants more than anything.

As luck would have it, Ming Shan slipped and fell into the water at a palace banquet, and in her panic grabbed him as he happened to be passing by the pond.

In full view of everyone, they were both soaked to the skin.

An imperial decree bestowed a marriage upon them. Xie Heng looked at her coldly, certain she was scheming and only wanted to climb the social ladder.

Before she could expose herself, he noticed her circling him every day like a sparrow, her mouth full of shameless remarks.

"My husband is peerlessly handsome, unmatched in the capital."

"My husband's swordsmanship is divine. Just watching you is unforgettable!"

Xie Heng closed his eyes and pressed his knuckles to his temple.

How noisy.

One day, Ming Shan came over again and watched him drink tea before suddenly saying:

"My husband's lips are so rosy. They look so soft."

She said it casually, as if commenting on the sunny weather or the sparrows beneath the eaves.

Just then, a clear birdcall rang out from beyond the window.

Her eyes lit up, and she lifted her skirts and ran after it.

Suddenly, he was alone at the desk.

A long while later,

he lowered his eyes and set down his teacup.

His fingertip lightly brushed his lower lip.

Then he abruptly stopped.

Xie Heng believed himself to be made of stone and was sure a few sweet words could never sway him.

Until the day of the Duke's mansion banquet.

He took his usual seat, only to see her smiling sweetly at the young heir of the Duke's mansion.

"Young Master, you're so refined. This jade crown suits you perfectly. You're the most distinguished man in the capital."

The hand holding Xie Heng's teacup paused slightly.

She had said those exact words to him three days earlier when complimenting his jade hairpin.

The teacup in his hand shattered without warning.

That night, Xie Heng trapped her on the bed. His eyes were dark, but his voice was cold.

"Ming Shan, are you this devoted to everyone?"

A sudden pain seized Ming Shan's heart. Oh no, she still had one person left to compliment today!

She hurriedly exclaimed, "Husband! You are peerlessly handsome, majestic, wise, brave, decisive, and..."

Xie Heng was exasperated. He bent down and sealed her lips with a kiss. "...Be quiet."

Female lead: Compliments keep her alive; a level-ten scholar of life-saving sweet talk; she's really just afraid of dying.

Male lead: Says one thing and means another; sick of her compliments but afraid she'll stop; cold-faced, secretly coquettish, and jealous.

Theme: Stay positive, be self-reliant, and grow stronger