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)
"You sure have a lot of time in your hands." A snort came from the doctor as they watched the hospital personnel transfer Bao Lanying from the mobile bed to the one staying in the recovery ward. She was put to sleep because moving her very painful; also, exposure to fresh air was going to make the decay faster. However, Xu Rouguang still risked the transfer.
"Doctor Deng, I know you like saving lives so I'm putting hers on your hands." Xu Rouguang hummed as he locked his gaze at Bao Lanying's face which grew paler and paler at every second.
"Putting her life on my hands? You mean making use of the hospital as a cover?" Doctor Deng huffed as he threw a pointed glance at Xu Rouguang. "You do realize that after the Forgotten Night, Heaven dropped an ultimatum about miracles. Thanks to Lai Julong, Heaven found out that memory wipes were never enough to conceal the truth. Snowplume was just happy he did a media black-out, or else..."