Reborn to Dote Solely on My Mute Husband

Upcoming: "Tiger, Do You Want Foxy Widdle Cubs?" and "Marrying a Lame Husband in Place of Someone Else"

[Mutual First Love / Sweet Romance / One-on-One / Reborn Top x Pitiful Bottom]

In his previous life, Pei Ji was forced to marry a little brother he didn't love and make him his legal wife.

He took out all his anger and humiliation on the mute, speaking cruelly to him and making him suffer endless coldness. He wouldn't even touch him, leaving him to face the reproaches of the Pei family elders.

But later, the Pei family's great achievements aroused the emperor's suspicions. Even his eldest sister, a consort in the imperial harem, was neglected and demoted. Then the emperor used every means at his disposal to bring the Pei family down!

In an instant, the Pei family became helpless prey, and no one dared plead on their behalf.

Only the legal wife he had despised donned an official robe and beat the grievance drum. Though he could not speak, the bloodstained petition he presented made his case with irrefutable clarity.

Those bright, tear-filled eyes became his eternal nightmare.

A fortune-teller once said that He Zhialiao would live a peaceful, happy life. But he thought the fortune-teller had got it wrong. His father didn't care about him, his mother didn't love him, and even the man he was to marry detested him.

But he had no regrets. Being disliked was nothing new. Though his husband neglected him, he still had food and clothing, and though the elders reproached him, they never beat or cursed him.

He thought he would spend the rest of his life with his husband disliking him, then be hastily buried after his death. He never expected to open his eyes one day and see his husband sleeping beside him on the same bed.

His husband had been acting strangely lately. He stopped going to court and meeting his friends, and chased after him every day, even wanting to watch him write...

Only when his belly grew bigger by the day did he finally realize it and smile to himself. It seemed the fortune-teller had been right after all.

The little mute really did live a peaceful, happy life.

Before he was reborn:

Pei Ji looked disgusted. "You'd better hide somewhere. I don't want to see that disgusting face of yours!"

He Zhialiao hurriedly lowered his head and hid, indicating that he understood.

After he was reborn:

Pei Ji smiled ingratiatingly. "My darling, my darling, I haven't seen you for a whole incense stick's worth of time! Give me a hug!"

He Zhialiao hurriedly opened his arms to hug him, indicating that he was willing.

[Reading Guide]

No extreme character-protection fans, please. Dual POV, with both leads doting on each other.

A story about being reborn and cherishing one's husband.

A melodramatic story without angst!

A weak, pitiful bottom.

Upcoming: "Marrying a Sickly Man to Bring Him Good Fortune"

Yuan Zhao got married.

He even married that sickly man from Qingluan Village next door.

When he left to get married, he carried a bundle over his left shoulder and held his younger brother with his right hand, following the Shi family with a smile on his face.

Behind them stood his uncle and aunt's family, all wearing gloomy expressions.

Before marrying into the Shi family, he already knew what they were like: a fallen family back in the village, lucky to have a thatched hut to shelter them from the rain.

As for his husband, he was still unconscious from his severe injuries. He had married Yuan Zhao to bring him good fortune.

Yuan Zhao worked hard and took good care of everything in his husband's family. His younger brother no longer had to endure the bullying he had suffered before, and the man he loved lay quietly beside him every night.

But this peaceful life didn't last long, because Shi Wuxiang woke up.

This man, whose name sounded unusually detached from worldly concerns, furrowed his brow when he learned who Yuan Zhao was.

"A male spouse? Underage? This is illegal!"

"How is getting married against the law?"

Yuan Zhao's youthful face was full of uncertainty. Had Shi Wuxiang discovered that he had been lying?

How could a man marry a man? How could a man have a child!

The shock was too much. When he woke from his coma again, he saw the little brother with chocolate-colored skin pinching and wiping him, and nearly fainted again...

"Don't faint, don't faint! We don't have any money left to buy medicine!"

"...I'd rather not wake up and face this."

"Am I no good? I'm strong, and I'm really capable! Even that old widower in our village..." No, no, no!

Shi Wuxiang sized him up, feeling that this situation went against everything he had believed in. In the end, though, reality won.

"I never intended to marry a man. You've worked hard taking care of me during this time, and I'll support you until you turn eighteen. Then you can leave obediently. How does that sound?"

"You should've stayed unconscious. Not one word you say is something I want to hear!"

"You! You... You have no respect for your elders!"

In the end, Yuan Zhao agreed to it.

And three years later, one morning, he carried a bundle over his left shoulder and led his younger brother by the hand, leaving quietly, just as he had on the day he married into the family.

Over the years, Shi Wuxiang had become a teacher. What he said to Yuan Zhao most often was that one should be honest and keep one's word.

Yuan Zhao knew he was saying it for his sake.

The man who usually woke up and immediately hugged Yuan Zhao found his arms empty instead. Only when he saw the chicken-scratch writing on the table did he realize Yuan Zhao had run away.

"Oh no!"

"What a good, obedient boy!"

Theme: You must not trip over the same stone twice.