“Those currently staying in the townhouse, including the nobles staying in the capital, are all members of a prestigious noble family with a single force. Even if we investigate the place they are staying, they will likely be reluctant to permit it due to their pride.”
“Then, if we say we’ll kill them all, will that be enough?”
In response to Revenpel’s words, Clint replied firmly. I lowered my head, reaching down to his back.
“No need for terror politics anymore. Revenpel, the fact that you are a tyrant has already spread throughout the entire continent.”
“I need more. That way, they won’t be curious about what I have.”
Revenpel’s determined gaze was directed at me.
“I’m not okay with it. Phrases like ‘my husband is a tyrant’ or ‘the worst emperor in imperial history’ are things I can’t stand.”
Upon my words, Revenpel blinked his eyes, then bit his lips and turned his head away.
Parur’s trembling lips, forming an upward curve, suggested that she was in a good mood. However, given the circumstances, she seemed to be trying hard to endure.
“Well then, Your Majesty, what do you plan to do?”
“Gennerva was suspicious that I am a saint. We had a similar conversation recently.”
In response to my question, Rejim fell into silence, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Clint seemed to have put the dagger back in his waist, lifted Raven, and Raven, wiping away tears, appeared lost in thought.
“…A funeral.”
And Raven mumbled in a voice filled with exhaustion.
“My father once asked if you were not a saint, Your Majesty.”
“Yes.”
Lord Liranef.
Revenpel, Rejim, Clint, and I all looked at Raven.
“It’s probably Lord Liranef. No, there’s no doubt. That day, Lord Liranef saw me off, and when there was no suitable answer, Gennerva acted on her own.”
It was clear that Lord Liranef had hidden Gennerva. However, there was also a possibility that Lord Liranef and other nobles had collaborated.
“Lord Liranef mentioned that he was preparing for a rebellion.”
“…Yes. I heard that he had captured several nobles and formed an alliance with nearby small kingdoms.”
Raven answered with teary eyes.
“Maybe they are all connected to the Ferdia Group.”
“No way…”
“For several years on the continent, Gennerva has been chased by me but not caught. Perhaps there are many high-ranking nobles connected to the Ferdia Group, maybe throughout the entire continent.”
Since they all wanted to protect what they had without being sacrificed.
Everyone’s faces turned shocked at my muttered words. The atmosphere quickly became heavy.
To lighten the mood, I spoke with a smile.
“There’s no way Gennerva is hiding in the mansion. The mansion has many eyes to monitor, and Raven can come and go. So, it was openly revealed in the capital and in front of me. I have the confidence that even if I chase after them, they won’t dare to be caught.”
“Assign someone to monitor Lord Liranef. Since it’s confirmed that Gennerva has set foot in the capital… no, in this empire, they will eventually contact each other.”
Revenpel’s words received a nod from Rejim.
“And it’s clear that Gennerva is targeting the Empress. From today, immediately increase the Empress’s guards. Move in pairs with a 2:1 rotation to ensure she is never away from the Empress for a moment.”
Having finished speaking, Revenpel looked at me and said firmly.
“Don’t ever use you as bait or anything like that.”
It seemed like he would never allow it. Clint, who had been alternating his gaze between me and Revenpel, stepped forward.
“I’ll choose the Empress’s guards. I have a few people I’ve been keeping an eye on.”
“Then, let’s leave this matter to Clint.”
As the conversation neared its end.
Knock, knock. A knocking sound was heard.
“Your Majesty.”
It was the voice of the courtier. We all fell silent, and Rejim stepped forward as a representative and approached the door.
“What’s going on? Her Majesty is currently busy with state affairs, so convey the message to me.”
“Yes, Lord Rejim. A envoy has arrived from the Lupion Kingdom.”
Lupion Kingdom? Why would an envoy suddenly come from the Lupion Kingdom?
“I’ll go now.”
Revenpel answered briefly and stood up. When I tried to get up as well, Revenpel firmly pressed my shoulder and made me sit.
“Didn’t you want to spread rumors today that you were injured?”
Revenpel pointed to the bandages on my arms and legs with his eyes.
“The incident happened just a few hours ago. If the Empress appears perfectly fine, no one will believe it. I’ll meet with the envoy and come back, so rest here.”
“But…”
“If you’re really concerned… Raven.”
At Revenpel’s call, Raven wiped her face with her palms and nodded twice.
“I’ll accompany you to meet the envoy from the Lupion Kingdom. Then, I will report everything I see and hear to the Empress without any falsehoods. This is an order from the Emperor.”
“I will follow the order.”
Revenpel looked at me with his eyes as if saying, ‘Is it settled?’ It was clear that Raven sided with Revenpel, not me.
Because Raven would be on my side, not Revenpel.
“…Come back. Let me know everything that happened.”
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?
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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…
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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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