Phoebe, who was taken aback, huddled her shoulders and blocked my way as if protecting me.
“R-Run away!!”
In that moment, my heart swelled with Phoebe’s sincerity. Her unwavering determination to protect me was evident in any situation.
Instead of running away, I reassured Phoebe by patting her shoulder, which stood in front of me.
“Phoebe, it’s okay.”
As I stepped forward, Phoebe grabbed my arm in surprise.
“Hwang!… No, Lady Teriella! It’s dangerous!”
“It’s okay, Phoebe. Clint is just standing there quietly.”
If it were truly a dangerous situation, Clint wouldn’t be standing still. No, he probably wouldn’t have been caught in the first place.
Clint, not just the strongest knight in the empire for nothing.
“Huh? Uh… Is that so…?”
Phoebe looked silently at Clint, who stood firmly, guarding the alley, in response to my words.
“Lady Teriella.”
Clint, who had been staring into the darkness of the alley, turned half his body backward. I passed by Phoebe and approached Clint.
As I got closer, the owner of the hand that had grabbed Clint’s ankle in the darkness became visible.
“…Why is he here again?”
Looking at the fallen man, Raven, with an awkward gaze, I pondered why he was lying like this again, especially after we had parted ways on the way back to the palace.
“Does he have a hobby of lying down on the ground?”
While looking at the shining cuffs on Raven’s shirt, I tilted my head.
“Clint.”
It wasn’t good for Phoebe to find out that the fallen man was Raven. I mumbled Clint’s name discreetly.
Understanding quickly why I called him, Clint, with Phoebe behind him, stepped away at a safe distance.
To make sure Raven’s face was not visible, and our conversation couldn’t be overheard.
“…Raven.”
Calling his name, but there was no response from Raven. It seemed like his condition was not great, given his slouched posture since earlier.
“Hmm.”
I took a light breath and sat down in front of the slouched Raven.
“Raven.”
“Well… Is this, really, heaven…?”
Raven, with his head pressed against the ground, replied with a strained voice. Fortunately, it seemed like he wasn’t dead.
“It’s a shame, but you’re wrong again this time.”
“Haha…”
Raven chuckled with difficulty, turning his head to the side. Blood was flowing down his face, probably from getting hit.
“Where did I get hit this time?”
“Dying, in front of the person going, casually… You seem nonchalant.”
“Don’t worry. You won’t die.”
With no strength to even flick a finger, Raven stared at my face with his blue eyes.
“Is that… comforting?”
“Actually, it is.”
In response to my calm answer, Raven tried to laugh but ended up coughing severely. Every time he coughed, blood flowed from his injured wounds.
“Seems like you’ve forgotten what Revenpell mentioned. The fire moth leaping into the fire.”
I muttered to myself as I surveyed the surroundings where Raven was dying. It was such a deserted place that there were no passersby or people inside buildings.
The pedestrians were avoiding the rough-looking Clint, unable to lift their heads properly as they passed by.
“The assassin you’re looking for. Is he in the capital now?”
“…!”
Raven’s eyes widened.
Generba had come to the capital. If so, the assassin who went to meet him must have come to the capital as well. Raven probably followed the assassin all the way here.
“Did this happen because of that man?”
“…”
“No. You said he’s an assassin, right? Then he must have killed him instantly, so it can’t be that man.”
“On the way… to find him… I encountered… a bandit, as you can see…”
Raven laughed, pointing to the torn coin purse with his eyes.
He seemed to be struggling even to answer. Raven would probably not stop until he tore apart the assassin who killed his brother, even if his life was about to end.
That’s probably why Revenpell suggested coming to the palace.
“Raven, I’ll save you.”
I gently placed my hand on Raven’s back as he lay there.
If you die here, you won’t be able to take revenge for your brother. It’s unfair.
“…”
While Raven, who had been silently breathing, weakly laughed at the word ‘condition.’
“Even in this dying state, you’re making conditions?”
“Give and take should be precise.”
I smiled softly, exerting a bit of force on my palm. Raven’s eyes widened as he felt the force entering his body.
“! Th-this…”
“Hush.”
I placed my index finger on my lips and murmured softly.
I’ve shown you that I can save you. Now I’ll tell you the condition. The choice is yours.
“What… what is the condition?”
“Become the treasurer.”
If it weren’t for the catastrophe in this world, maybe you wouldn’t have suffered. So, I wish for you not to die either.
“Treasurer?”
Raven’s face twisted. Even in the midst of dying, he seemed to dislike showing his face.
“Why… of all things, is that the condition… Ugh, seriously?”
“Revelim is busy.”
“Hah. Just… why is that the condition… Ugh.”
“Raven, you were mentioned as the next treasurer before. It won’t be a big problem for you to take that position.”
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
——
Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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