A love story hidden in the depths of despair and forsaken memories… Lai Mingjie is a hot and well-sought bachelor in the city, the sole heir of one of the country's most powerful and influential men. However, he has a secret: he used to be the most prolific demon king in history! In his plight of trying to end his suffering, he runs into the amnesiac Xu Rouguang. This man cannot remember anything else about his life... but that he loves Lai Mingjie. Who would have thought that this man is actually the demon king's wife... and executioner?! With the promises of freedom and a new life together, the two of them works on recovering whatever they can to rebuild the destiny that they have placed onto themselves—and what they have shattered all the same. How strong can they be in their crossed paths filled with pain, death, and separation… now that they are together again? [Disclaimer and Warnings:] This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. Chapters will become locked when you reach Chapter 68. Please don't tell me you weren't warned. Follow me on IG @droopdroopghost and on Facebook (droopyghostofficial) Cover art is by reialdark66 (pixiv)
Lai Mingjie's most awaited month had come, and no one was able to deny his excitement for it. It was just the first day of July, and he was already in high spirits. Xu Rouguang couldn't help but to laugh out as he felt his boyfriend was too enthusiastic about it. Not only him, but even the maidens in JT were chattering about it.
It was not a secret to them that Xu Rouguang's birthday was on the fifteenth. Even if it was the same day as Han Tianshi's birthday, the maidens didn't really care about it. Han Tianshi hadn't surfaced again ever since she was kidnapped weeks ago. However, Xing Lanni's body was already found; albeit Mr. Xing suffered another blow.
JT was truly a magnificent place. Han Tianshi was a big figure, but she could be ignored and forgotten just like any other person in there. However, if it was any of the Lais, it felt like everyone cared so much. They were the royals of the city after all.