Captured into the Bedroom of the Enemy Emperor (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 33
After dinner, I had a sword duel with Lord Bern. We held it near the White Palace’s main gate because the garden side with the lilac and bench was visible from the Emperor’s study window.
In three matches, Lord Bern won exactly once—and each time, he reproached himself for failing to control his strength.
This morning, ten days before the state wedding, the Head Steward of the Main Palace came to the study.
He greeted Anna, the Head Maid, with a nod and then bowed respectfully to Patricia. The steward inquired about the schedule, and Anna replied.
“Then, after your afternoon tea with Countess Schmidt, you may proceed to His Majesty’s salon in the Main Palace.”
His Majesty’s salon?
Patricia asked what the purpose was.
“Madam Terra has finished the wedding gown and evening dress—including His Majesty’s. After you both try them on, she will make a final check on how well your outfits harmonize.”
Must they really do it together? It would be awkward.
“Afterward, dinner with His Majesty is scheduled.”
“I understand.”
“Then, I shall see you this afternoon.”
Ever since Patricia mentioned that she disliked his unannounced entries into her bedroom, the Emperor had worn a cold expression and hadn’t visited the White Palace since that morning meal.
She’d occasionally seen him from afar a few times, but he’d passed by stiffly, accepting greetings like a stone statue. The growing objective and physical distance made the Emperor seem colder and more intimidating.
Just imagining herself standing beside the Emperor in wedding attire already drained Patricia’s energy.
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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.
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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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Oh! Harcen made a surf board and have Patricia surfing at the sea? That’s so nice of him! If I were her, I too would be thrilled as I riding the waves.
Could it be the grave with the red hibiscus is the late Empress’ (a.k.a Patricia and Patrick’s mom) grave? Talk about cutting onion.
Oh Dear. This must be before Patricia have her memory regressed from the poison’s side effect on the summary and only recognized Harchen from their academy days. This is so awful.