Yet she had been a decisive help in subjugating the monsters, and thanks to her quick detection when a monster appeared on the streets yesterday, they could minimize the damage. He was angered by the fact that none of this was taken into consideration.
At that moment, Harlan looked at Shuher, who was still holding his words, and asked.
“What are Your Majesty’s thoughts? If it’s troublesome, you can handle it from your end. Just make sure a public place is prepared.”
If it had been the previous Shuher, he would have immediately given his permission, regardless of his promise with Evenel or anything else.
“Your Majesty?”
Feeling everyone’s gaze upon him, Shuher finally broke his long silence.
“I’ll think about it a little more.”
His voice was as cold and indifferent as usual, contrary to the turmoil in his mind.
But nobody there knew.
The meaning of his answer was not about how cruelly to kill Evenel but how to save her.
After her meeting with Harlan, Evenel arrived at the training ground with a sunken mood. Still, she felt better now that she was in a familiar place.
Soon, she found a group of knights gathered and greeted them as she usually did.
“You’re all out here.”
By now, she naturally exchanged greetings and moved towards the knights. Among the familiar faces, she noticed one was missing.
“Where is Sir Demil?”
“He went to assist Your Majesty. A sudden meeting has been called.”
She realized it was the meeting Harlan had just mentioned. A heated discussion about her fate would certainly be happening about now, undoubtedly in an unfavorable direction for her.
At that moment, Shan, who had been watching Evenel’s reactions, cautiously opened his mouth.
“We heard, too. That someone with abilities like Your Highness has appeared.”
“Yes, that’s correct. I met him outside by chance yesterday. They seemed quite shocked to suddenly learn of it.”
“Are… are you alright?”
“Huh?”
When asked abruptly if she was alright, Evenel tilted her head, unsure of what he meant.
“It’s not necessarily a good thing for Your Highness.”
“Ah…”
She realized the intent behind the question and momentarily lost her words. A fleeting look of bewilderment crossed Evenel’s face, but it soon vanished, replaced by a cheerful smile. At the same time, the worried look she’d had before coming here disappeared in an instant.
The knights couldn’t understand why Evenel suddenly smiled.
“Why are you smiling?”
“I’m happy.”
The knights all wore puzzled expressions. They had merely asked if she was alright, but she abruptly responded that she was happy.
“You’re worried about me. Concerned that I might get hurt by what people are saying.”
“What…”
Shan felt embarrassed and scratched the back of his head but didn’t deny it. Evenel was right; he was concerned.
The others felt the same. They were happy about Davian’s arrival, but they didn’t want Evenel to feel awkward.
“The truth is, what worried me most was what you all would think of me. We’ve just become close, and I was afraid we’d grow distant again.”
Evenel wasn’t much affected by what strangers said. But it would be truly sad if these people also pushed her away.
It would mean they were close not as comrades but merely because of her abilities.
Yet, that unease melted away at a single inquiry about her wellbeing.
“He’s him, and Your Highness is Your Highness.”
“Your words put me at ease. I feel better now.”
Seeing Evenel appear brighter than expected, the knights felt relieved as well. They had been worrying more about what she would go through than the joy of Davian’s arrival.
Because she had saved their lives numerous times, and her heartfelt words had deeply rooted in their hearts.
“Uh? Over there.”
Everyone turned their heads in the direction one knight was pointing, and Demil was entering through the misty gate. And he wasn’t alone; he was with Davian.
“Davian?”
“Is he the one you mean by Davian?”
“Yes, he is.”
Meanwhile, the two had approached the knights and Evenel.
Davian looked nervously at the people in front of him. The presence of the knights seemed to make him more tense. Then Demil introduced her to the knights.
“You’ve probably already heard, but this is Davian.”
“Da, Davian.”
His voice was a bit shaky, but even that triggered protective instincts. Upon Davian’s greeting, the knights hastily bowed their heads.
“His Majesty commanded that we get accustomed to each other since we’ll be together often. The palace will be very unfamiliar, so this will also help you adapt.”
“Yes, Commander!”
Startled by the knights’ enthusiastic responses, Davian shrugged her shoulders and did her best to reply.
“I’m looking forward to working with you as well.”
Feeling the situation was still awkward, her gaze fleetingly met Evenel’s. Seeing this, Evenel smiled and initiated conversation.
“Did you sleep well last night?”
Regardless of being the protagonist of this world, whenever Davian looked at her, she couldn’t ignore the initial feelings of fear, awkwardness, and unfamiliarity that surged when she first woke up in this body.
“Actually, it was my first time staying in such a good room, so I had a bit of trouble falling asleep. But why are you here, Evenel…?”
“I’m here for shooting practice.”
Having seen her with a gun when they first met, Davian nodded, understanding. Evenel tried to alleviate the still palpable awkwardness.
“You’ll get used to it soon. They are all good people. Ah, Shan is a bit noisy. He talks a lot.”
“Noisy, you say? How much do I actually talk?”
“Come on, Evenel is observing accurately.”
At the knights’ playful bickering, Davian finally cracked a small smile and spoke more comfortably than before.
“Is your name Shan?”
“Yes, I am Shan.”
“I am…”
While watching everyone naturally introduce themselves and converse, Evenel quietly left the scene. Being a wallflower would be easier for her in many ways.
She moved to the shooting range, leaving behind the warm atmosphere.
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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