The Demon King's Wife is the Heaven's Strongest [BL]
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)
One of Your Duties
The cold winter wind blew at their faces as Lai Mingjie heard the ominous whispers in the wind. His lips twisted in dissatisfaction as he held onto Xu Rouguang's hand. It was barely seven, and he decided to walk his lover to their building. Xu Rouguang was in no condition to drive, and neither was Lai Mingjie in any condition to pretend he left. Everyone in JT knew Xu Rouguang got into an accident; what kind of friend would leave another in such a condition alone?
Their fingers were freezing without gloves on, but their body heat was enough to not make it hurt. Xu Rouguang was feeling sick; he had never felt this much cold before, and now he only had clothes and Lai Mingjie's hand to keep him warm. His eyes were swollen while his nose was so red. He looked like he was getting hypothermia.
"Jie... hug..." he murmured as he pulled his muffler to his mouth. His cheeks had become so red he was resembling an oversized apple.