My Husbands Have Fought Their Way Back from the Grave

Archived on January 18, 2026

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Jiang Wuyue got married.

Her husband was young, handsome, and came from a distinguished family. His only flaw was a mysterious hereditary illness. Everyone envied Jiang Wuyue for finding true love.

The beauty lifted his wedding veil, his eyes curved in a smile as he hummed a tune...

Short-lived fool, hurry up and die.

Hehe.

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Jiang Wuyue, a top-tier gold digger, had a delicate, frail appearance. He was a born antisocial and a born money-lover. After the wedding, he served tea and meals and cared for his husband attentively. Everyone praised him as a perfect wife and mother.

He added a little poison to his husband's bedtime milk every day. Before long, his husband died suddenly.

The pretty young widow, dressed in mourning, wept beneath the memorial hall's pear blossoms. Her husband's younger brother leaned against his shoulder suggestively. "Sister-in-law, now that my brother's gone, you still have me."

Jiang Wuyue coldly noticed his million-yuan watch. His expression shifted, and as he wept heartbreakingly, he fainted into his brother-in-law's arms.

That night, dressed in thin, alluring clothes, he prepared a fresh cup of bedtime milk. But when he climbed into bed, both his husband and his brother-in-law were there. Their nearly identical faces spoke in unison...

"Baby, you failed my test. You'll have to pay for your infidelity."

He stared in horror at the wedding photo's place, now occupied by his husband's memorial tablet. It had been there for a long time.

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Jiang Wuyue fell into countless small worlds. Sometimes he was a hapless soul trapped on a theater stage, waiting to be taken by the powerful. Sometimes he was a Japanese ghost bride dressed in white. Sometimes he was a male student pregnant with a ghost's child, fleeing for his life...

Countless people around him gazed at him with sick, obsessive adoration, trying to make him theirs.

The Ghost King, his husband, had used countless incarnations to test his loyalty, but he had never passed even once. Furious, the Ghost King wouldn't let it go.

Each time, Jiang Wuyue's mind was hazy as he begged tearfully, "Husband, I was wrong. I won't do it again. I'm the only one who can satisfy your star addiction, right? Could you kiss me before you get angry again?"

The Ghost King softened, scooped him up, and ravished him.

But that very night, his frail wife hacked him into pieces, emptied his wallet, and dumped his body in the wilderness, turning him into an abandoned husband.

Jiang Wuyue: "A ghost's money? I'll take that too."

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You haven't passed a single test, Yueyue. I'm very disappointed in you.

But that doesn't stop me from loving you.

·A crazy, puppy-like beauty shou x a gloomy, patient Ghost King gong

Theme: Live life positively.