After Being Mistaken for Someone’s Daoist Partner

- Jiang Lingshuang went into hiding among mortals to escape her pursuers. While out one day, she found an injured mortal man. The man was stunningly handsome and mild-tempered, but his injuries had left him with amnesia, and he mistook Jiang Lingshuang for his wife. To conceal her identity, Jiang Lingshuang became his wife. She refused to sleep with him, but otherwise they treated each other with respect. He took especially good care of her, and their days together were peaceful enough. After some time, Jiang Lingshuang dealt with her pursuers and decided to return home. That night, watching her mortal husband wash clothes and cook, she stopped him as he was about to return to the room next door to sleep. “Husband, you can stay tonight.” The next day, Jiang Lingshuang staged her own death and left her mortal husband a mustard-seed pouch filled with more money than he could count. - After returning from the mortal realm, Jiang Lingshuang was overwhelmed by one crisis after another. The royal family was mired in constant infighting, and the immortal lord from the Snowlands suddenly emerged from seclusion. His first act was to storm Dongzhou with his sword. Word spread that the immortal lord’s wife from the mortal realm had been killed by the Princess of Dongzhou. He scoured Dongzhou’s immortal realms, determined to kill Jiang Lingshuang and avenge his dead wife. Jiang Lingshuang was furious. “Is he insane or what?” With the royal family’s troubles still unresolved and that lunatic hunting her day after day, Jiang Lingshuang decided to fake her death and flush out the traitor among her own people, while also getting the hell away from that wretched madman. On the night she was buried in the imperial mausoleum, she opened her eyes inside the coffin. She struck the lid with her palm, sending it flying, and was about to climb out when “...A Shuang?” Jiang Lingshuang slowly raised her head and saw Xi Shixue, sword in hand, preparing to dig up her grave. He wore immaculate white, his presence cold and austere, and that face... was the very same as her mortal husband’s. Jiang Lingshuang: “...” Had he hated her so much that he’d come to dig up her grave?! - The heroine: She returned home in style to fight for the throne, left him money so they could part amicably, and her ex-husband came after her with murderous intent! The hero: Grief-stricken and convinced his wife was murdered, he went to scatter his enemy’s ashes, only to find his long-dead wife climbing out of a coffin?! [The domineering big sister who abandoned her lover × the gorgeous man who crossed a thousand miles to win his wife back] * Both have secret identities. The male lead really did lose his memory. Sweet romance. * The male lead had a reason for mistaking the heroine for his Dao companion. He had no romantic experience before meeting her. * The blurb was screenshotted on October 15, 2024. Coming soon: If You’re Going to Kill Me, Just Let Me Die. Please add it to your reading list! Qu Suiqiu died amid a world in chaos. She swept through the myriad demons, but her sword broke and her life was lost. At last, her life of toiling like an ox and horse for the immortal sects of Zhongzhou was over. She closed her eyes in peace, waiting for her soul to vanish from the world. But she wasn’t quite dead. One day, she opened her eyes and found herself reborn a hundred years later, with an incomplete life destiny and only a few years left to live. The world was now at peace. Thanks to her sacrifice, her family had risen to become the number one sect. No one spoke of the previous Immortal Venerable anymore, and the calamity from years ago was nothing but a chapter in the history of the immortal realm. Never mind. It was fine. Qu Suiqiu had made peace with it. After a lifetime of striving, it was time to retire and enjoy her golden years. She would live for as long as she could. Her carefree life was quiet and leisurely: growing flowers and tending plants, letting the days pass peacefully. Then one day, she opened the door to find someone in her courtyard, head bowed as he looked at her flowers and plants. The good news: He was handsome, a real beauty. The bad news: She knew him. She used his name whenever she went out to pick fights, had broken his sword and wrecked his sleeping quarters, and the two of them had fought for hundreds of years. The beauty looked up and said coolly, “It’s been a hundred years.” Qu Suiqiu: “...At least let me have a last meal before you execute me.” Snow three feet deep had piled up through the winter night. A faint murmur drifted in with the cold wind. “You actually know how to come back?” - She never got her last meal, but the torture Qu Suiqiu had expected never came. She wasn’t starved for days on end, either. Though Yan Zhaochen had abducted her, she was served delicacies and dressed in mermaid silk. Having everything brought to her, from clothes to meals, was the life of her dreams! But Yan Zhaochen, lord of the Four Seas, had become a lunatic, constantly urging a powerless couch potato to get her act together. Unforgivable!!! Qu Suiqiu only wanted to lounge around until she died. At her wit’s end, she made a scene and quit. But as soon as she opened the hall door, someone was standing outside. In the dark of night, Yan Zhaochen’s expression was gloomy, though his voice was calm. “Are you really content with this?” Qu Suiqiu looked at him helplessly. “There’s nothing I’m not content with.” “But I’m not content.” He stepped forward and pushed her back inside. As the candlelight flickered, he slowly tightened his grip around her wrist, feeling the increasingly strong pulse beneath his palm, proof that she was alive. Qu Suiqiu heard his words, spoken through gritted teeth. “How can you be content? So many people in this world wronged you. You should go back and make every last one of them pay.” - After Qu Suiqiu died, Yan Zhaochen fell gravely ill and remained unconscious for three months. When he woke, a demon had taken root in his heart. Fate had its own designs, and life and death could not be reversed. Even if the karmic retribution fell upon him, he would still force the issue. He would bring Qu Suiqiu back to life. And then go back and settle the score. [The levelheaded couch potato who just wants to retire × the ghostly husband who’s been a widower for years and is gradually losing his mind] * Widower fiction. The male lead is extremely unhinged and gloomy. Romance-focused, with longtime rivals becoming lovers. * The heroine gradually regains her powers. Blurb screenshotted from Weibo on August 31, 2025. Theme: Wherever my heart belongs, there too is a vast world