After Refining My Late Husband into a Corpse Puppet

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Low-magic wuxia, sunny, cheerful, and clueless x a whiny, scheming troublemaker

[Blurb]

He Weixiao had always believed that he upheld justice, helped the weak, walked the righteous path, and did good deeds, living up to his name as the Martial Alliance Leader. As he lay dying after falling into the frozen wastes, the only thing he couldn't let go of was his wife, Dai Han, still waiting for him to come home.

Hanhan came from the Southern Evil Lands, but she was kind by nature, gentle and timid. She rarely even raised her voice to haggle over groceries, and when someone bullied her, she never dared to fight back. She would only come home, take hold of his sleeve, and lower her eyes, whimpering like a puppy.

He didn't know how his delicate wife would survive alone in this cruel world after his death, facing all the enemies he'd made in the martial world by herself.

For that very reason, on the first day after He Weixiao returned to life in another person's corpse, he grabbed his sword, mounted his horse, and rode day and night beneath the stars to get home.

On the way, he heard that after his death, his wife had braved the boundless frozen wastes, red-eyed, to retrieve his corpse.

He also heard that, upon learning he had died, the followers of the Moon-Invading Cult had gone in a group to avenge themselves on Dai Han, now a widow.

Before he could hurry on in anxious haste for even half a day, he heard that He Weixiao wasn't dead after all and had beaten everyone who came to cause trouble right out the door.

He Weixiao was stunned.

When he finally made it home, he peered through the barely closed door, carved with countless marks from blades and axes. His wife was bent over his corpse, crying, while the corpse stared vacantly and mechanically stroked the top of her head with its big hand, as if comforting her.

He Weixiao suddenly understood:

Hanhan had refined his corpse into a corpse puppet to protect herself.

Hanhan was so clever.

Just as he was about to push the door open, he heard his wife suddenly sniff hard, straighten her slender back, and say with unconcealed malice and gritted teeth:

"He Weixiao, go and bean-paste them for me!"

"Bean!! Paste them!!!"

He Weixiao: ...?

He Weixiao: Wife, don't be like that. I'm scared.

[Before You Read]

1. Seventy percent sweet, thirty percent sour, with angst. The male and female leads get a happy ending. Readers who only like pure fluff should proceed with caution.

2. The male lead is madly in love with the female lead, and she is madly in love with him. Their feelings run deep.

3. An entirely fictional setting, with everyone a native of this world. It has an ancient backdrop, but the language is pretty freewheeling and very colloquial.

4. Lots of descriptions of snakes and insects, especially insects. Readers afraid of bugs should proceed with caution.

5. More information may be added as I write.

Theme: Loving each other completely