Certainly, here’s the translated passage:
Afternoon, in the office.
“……And these are the candidates to become the exclusive maids for Her Majesty the Empress. Select the ones you desire, and let me know so I can make the arrangements.”
“Jaerim.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“If you wish to laugh, then laugh, and if you want to be stern, then be stern. Can you do just one of them?”
“Ha ha! ……Ah, I apologize.”
Jaerim’s face turned red as he shivered. It seemed as if he was going to burst into laughter at any moment.
“Ah! If you’re going to do that, just laugh! Laugh!”
“How could I dare to laugh at Your Majesty……”
“I had the window open, and the petals flew in! Ah! Really!”
“Yes. I didn’t say anything in particular. His Majesty the Emperor truly enjoyed it.”
It just had to be that petal event that got caught by Jaerim.
‘Mu. Just come at me.’
I meticulously planned to destroy the new simulator, grinding my teeth.
Then, I checked the list of exclusive maids that Jaerim had handed over.
“……Jaerim. Do you have a younger sister?”
“Ah, it seems that Iyana has applied to be an exclusive maid. ……She was waiting outside, I suppose.”
“Your sister has come?”
Jaerim nonchalantly nodded.
“She is much younger. And for the record, she doesn’t look like me. People always ask when they hear I have a sister, so I answered in advance.”
“I thought you were an only child.”
“I hear that often as well. I do have siblings, but I’ve rarely spent time with them, so it’s almost the same as being an only child.”
I stared at the name Iyana Askal and asked,
“Do you want to be with your sister?”
I was willing to do so if he wanted. Being the Empress’s exclusive maid is a glorious position for the young ladies.
Jaerim is an excellent chief aide, so I thought I might fill a position with a relative.
“No.”
However, Jaerim refused sharply. The face he looked up to was terrifyingly cold.
“Why?”
“As I told you before, I am His Majesty’s aide. If Iyana were to become Your Majesty’s exclusive maid……”
“Do you think it would be harder to use me?”
“That’s correct. It would also put my sister in danger.”
“You seem like a ruthless man, but you’re a caring brother to your sister?”
“She’s the youngest, so our parents dote on her. If she were to cry, I wouldn’t be left with a back, you know.”
“It’s okay if I’m in danger?”
“In reality, if Your Majesty were in danger, the Ami Empire would be on the brink of ruin. The only moments Your Majesty would be in danger would be when the throne is lost or overthrown, so it won’t happen.”
“You really are a man like a knife, Jaerim.”
“I’ve never used a sword, but I often hear that I’m like a knife.”
Jaerim’s words were not wrong. A man who serves only the Emperor.
So he wouldn’t want to treat even his family as pawns in a chess game.
“Jaerim. I’m doing this because you’re good at your job. I won’t keep Iyana as an exclusive maid.”
“It’s an honor, Your Majesty.”
“I can’t tell, so have Jaerim select a few and appoint them. I’ll leave it to you.”
Jaerim took the documents back from me.
“……Then, as a token of my gratitude, this time I’ll select maids not for His Majesty but for Your Majesty. Good people who can help with Your Majesty’s daily life, not power.”
“That’s good to hear.”
Jaerim bowed his head and went outside. But as soon as he stepped out, a bright voice rang out.
“Brother! Brother!! You talked to Her Majesty about the exclusive maids, right?! What happened?!!”
The voice alone felt like that of a young baby. I grinned and nodded, chuckling.
‘Hmm. Good thing I didn’t choose her.’
Being that loud while knowing I was inside.
She must be an innocent, ignorant baby?
“Ah, why! Tell me! I’m curious too!”
Ha, ha. And she even throws a tantrum. I did well listening to Jaerim.
“I practiced congratulating Her Majesty too!”
This is annoying.
“I heard it too! That petals bloomed on the two of you in bed?!”
Wait a minute. Who told this young baby that? What kind of trash?
No. That’s beside the point. How do petals bloom in bed? Huh?!
There were petals, but these petals weren’t those petals!
“I wanted to offer my congratulations…… Ahh! Brother, it hurts!! It hurts! It hurts! Mom said it’s a celebratory event!!”
Sometimes she seems adorable, but she’s not needed here.
Ha ha ha. Petals, indeed. Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha.
I laughed and crumpled the documents in my hand.
‘Damn Mu……’
Watch out when I get back. Ha ha ha.
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Certainly! Here’s the translated passage:
After spending their first night together, Levanfell could not focus on his work at all.
Even as the documents piled up, Levanfell simply stared blankly into space with his gloved hands.
This state continued through the morning and into the afternoon, and finally, it was Jaerim who broke the silence.
“Your Majesty. What’s the matter?”
“Jaerim.”
Levanfell quickly called out to Jaerim, as if he had been waiting for him to ask.
“Something seems strange.”
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!”
——
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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