“Really? Marquis seems to be truly understanding.”
“It looks like Marquis genuinely cherishes you, Young Lady.”
With envy-filled voices, the noblewomen poured out admiration. Meanwhile, in a somewhat subdued atmosphere, I sighed with relief and cautiously observed the Empress.
The Empress had a rather mysterious expression. Her gaze was sharp, yet the smile on her lips remained unchanged.
“I got sidetracked and couldn’t properly explain about this tea.”
“Oh, right. Your Majesty, so what kind of flower is Asdel?”
“Asdel is a yellow flower that blooms in the western desert.”
“The western desert? I’ve heard that flowers are rare even in the desert, but a yellow flower sounds beautiful.”
“Yes. Despite being a flower that blooms in the desert, it’s very refreshing and enchanting. The tea has cooled down a lot while we were talking. Please wait a moment; I’ll have warm tea brought out again.”
When the Empress gestured, the maids cleared away all the tea on the table and brought out fresh cups. The tea party continued, quieter than at the beginning.
Afterward, the Empress hardly initiated conversation with me. So, I spent most of the time talking with Countess Melisson, and about two hours later, as the tea party was gradually coming to an end:
“Once again, I want to express my gratitude to everyone who attended the tea party I hosted. I plan to have such gatherings occasionally in the future, so I would appreciate it if you could visit then as well.”
“If Your Majesty invites, I will come anytime.”
“I also want to come again if Your Majesty hosts another tea party.”
“Thank you for saying that. Then, let’s vacate the seats after the last cup of tea.”
With the thought that it was finally over, the tension that had enveloped me all along seemed to melt away. Despite feeling anxious about what might happen after receiving the Empress’s invitation, there were no extraordinary incidents. Now, with a small smile, I finally drained the last cup of tea.
And just as I was about to place the teacup on the table…
Clang!
Simultaneously with the sound of the teacup colliding with the floor and shattering, the Empress collapsed into the arms of a nearby court lady.
“Empress!”
“Your Majesty!”
“Gack!”
The Empress, as if struggling to breathe, gripped her throat, beads of cold sweat forming.
“Your Majesty! Why is this happening? What on earth is…”
“Protect the Empress!”
Amidst the sudden change in the Empress’s condition, everyone was in disarray. In the midst of the confusion, at the command of the court lady with a vigilant gaze, the royal guards surrounded the Empress.
“Fetch a physician!”
“Yes, yes!”
One of the maids swiftly left the garden.
“Don’t approach!”
As some noblewomen, surprised, tried to approach the Empress to check on her, the knights blocked their way.
“No, what is happening…”
“Empress! Are you okay? What happened?”
‘Why is this happening all of a sudden?’
I, too, unable to approach the Empress due to my anxious demeanor, cautiously kept my distance, monitoring the situation. Suddenly, something quickly flashed through my mind.
No way.
Only one thought came to mind, but I deliberately denied it. The assumption was too absurd and bewildering.
As various thoughts entangled in my mind, a revelation emerged in no time.
“Step aside.”
With the appearance of Aui, the knights slightly made way.
“What on earth is happening to the Empress?”
Lady Melison, with an uneasy expression, reached out and spoke to me.
“I don’t know either.”
“She should be fine…”
“That’s true.”
While responding to Lady Melison, I focused entirely on what Aui was saying.
Though there was some distance, I strained to hear and could understand what she was saying.
“Her breathing is rough, and she has a fever all over her body. Have there been any special signs different from usual for the Empress today?”
Aui, conducting an examination, inquired about the Empress’s condition from the court lady.
“No, until just before starting the tea party, she didn’t complain of any discomfort. If there were any issues, she would have canceled today’s gathering.”
The court lady replied in a voice that seemed to convey her uncertainty about English.
“Truly, she seemed as usual, or even more relaxed than usual, but she collapsed during the tea party.”
“Until before the tea party, is it certain that there were no signs of any special illness?”
“Yes.”
After Lady Aui’s words, there was no sound of her examining the Empress again.
After a brief silence, the words I had feared burst out from Aui’s mouth.
“At first glance, it seems like symptoms of a fever, but it seems the Empress is somehow poisoned.”
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…
——
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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