Reborn to Dote Solely on My Mute Husband

In his past life, Pei Ji was forced to marry a young ger whom he despised as his primary official spouse. He vented all his fury and humiliation upon that mute, speaking to him with venom, subjecting him to nothing but cold glares and neglect, and never even laying a finger on him, which left him to bear the scolding and blame of the Pei family elders. Yet later, the Pei family’s military exploits grew so formidable that they provoked constant suspicion from His Majesty. Even Pei Ji’s elder sister, who served as a high-ranking imperial consort in the inner palace, was estranged and demoted. Following that, the court stopped at nothing to completely bring down the Pei family! In an instant, the Pei family became fish on a chopping block, and not a single person dared to plead on their behalf. Only that primary spouse whom Pei Ji had detested and cast aside donned official robes and beat the drum of injustice to proclaim Pei Ji’s innocence. Clearly, he was unable to utter a single word, yet that blood-stained petition was written with undeniable, rock-solid evidence. Those crystal-clear eyes brimming with tears became Pei Ji’s eternal nightmare. A fortune-telling master once predicted that He Zhile’s entire life would be peaceful, safe, and filled with joy. However, He Zhile always felt the master’s divination was inaccurate, because his father ignored him, his mother disliked him, and even the husband he was destined to marry detested him in every possible way. Yet he bore no grievances and felt no regrets. Being unloved was an everyday occurrence to him. Even though his husband gave him the cold shoulder, he still had food to eat and clothes to wear. Even though the elders rebuked him, they never beat or cursed at him. He had originally assumed he would spend the rest of his days amidst his husband’s disdain, only to be buried in haste after his death. To his shock, when he opened his eyes one morning, he discovered his husband sharing the very same bed and sleeping alongside him. Lately, his husband had become truly bizarre. He did not attend the imperial morning court, nor did he meet up with friends. Day in and day out, he chased after him relentlessly, and he even insisted on watching him practice his calligraphy. Watching his own belly swell day by day, He Zhile broke into a bewildered, secret smile. It seemed the master had not been wrong after all. The little mute truly would live a life of peace, safety, and joy. Before Rebirth: Pei Ji, his face full of disgust: “You had better hide yourself away and never let me see that sickening face of yours!” He Zhile hurriedly lowered his head and shrank out of sight, which meant: Yes. After Rebirth: Pei Ji, his face overflowing with fawning devotion: “Furen, Furen, I have not seen you for an entire incense stick of time! Furen, give me a hug!” He Zhile hurriedly reached out his arms to hold him, which meant: Okay. One-Sentence Summary: The little Zhile who never utters a sound. Theme : A person cannot trip over the exact same stone twice. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Reborn to Dote Solely on My Mute Husband — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠