He said he was once a child soldier who had been driven to the wall to defend the Caleta Empire.
He said that Riga had rescued him. She remembered a fierceeyed young blonde soldier.
But strangely, she remembered nothing else. How they met, how they parted, she remembered nothing at all.
Perhaps she had forgotten because it was not important to her. Yes, he was not an important existence to her.
“……If Your Majesty is offering me a transfer because of my former reputation as a knight, it’s futile. I cannot wield a sword again.”
“If I can make you?”
Hayden quickly caught those words and asked.
“It’s impossible, so I will not answer further.”
My, my. If he thought she would give up like that, he was mistaken. Hayden laughed broadly.
“Then we’ll have to see each other more often, Duke. Is tomorrow a good time?”
Riga’s face, which had not distorted severely even when the monster had charged, now completely soured.
“You’re so blatantly disliking me. I’m hurt.”
You’re overdoing it. The handsome man placed a hand on his chest as if he was very sad. Nevertheless, the Duke he was dealing with did not bat an eyelid.
“I won’t have time tomorrow.”
The Emperor spoke simply.
“Make it.”
That bastard?
“It’s the Duke’s fault for not trusting my words. If there’s no trust, then we must build it by seeing each other more often.”
It was nonsense from beginning to end. Emperor Carlos of Caleta at least had dignity; this guy was just a young brat blaming others.
Despite being developed enough to be called anything but a child, he acted like one. But Riga, who had dealt with children to some extent, began to placate him straight away.
“I am a very uninteresting person to see often, Your Majesty.”
“I’ve already had enough fun today, so you don’t need to be modest, Duke. I’ll see you at the same time tomorrow. I’ll send a carriage, so don’t refuse.”
“Aren’t you busy?”
The Emperor of Perseta laughed very brightly.
“I am busy. That’s why I’m giving you some of my precious time, Duke, so I’d like you to show some appreciation.”
You arrogant thing. In Perseta, the top dog leads the arrogance.
Riga looked at the teapot once again. With that, she would someday strike down that bastard’s neatly combed head.
“It seems that Your Majesty takes tea time very seriously.”
Oh my, she’s thinking about hitting his head with a teapot. Hayden responded, very amused.
“If it’s with the Duke, what’s not to take seriously? Wasn’t today a rather enjoyable time?”
The woman who didn’t flinch even when monsters charged at her, who held her ground with a tough demeanor, gave a pat answer.
“If Your Majesty enjoyed it, then it was an enjoyable time for me as well.”
“That sounds just like someone from the Caleta Empire.”
It was a sarcastic remark about trying to please the Emperor with all her might, but Riga did not bat an eye again. Such words could not hurt her.
“Since I am from the Caleta Empire, of course.”
“Indeed, very much in the style of someone from the Caleta Empire.”
She answered neatly and drank tea. On a leisurely afternoon, the tea time in the wilderness continued.
Emperor Perseta returned to the palace and sat by the window, looking down at the back of Duchess Rustica Gennes as she left the palace.
She spent tea time in the wilderness without blinking an eye and got up and left as soon as the emperor moved the tea table back to the palace.
“Your Majesty.”
Instead of replying, the emperor reached out his hand in the direction of the voice. A plate of cake with a fork was placed in his hand.
An ordinary cake with plenty of whipped cream and sugar powder, jam, and strawberries. It was something that Duchess Calleta had brought because it was awkward for her to come emptyhanded.
“The poison test has passed for now.”
The emperor nodded at the faint report. That’s right. Even Martin, the emperor’s spy who was skilled in poison in Calleta, wouldn’t do the insane act of putting poison in a cake that was suddenly taken.
However, how many secret poisons pass the temporary poison test? The emperor neatly tied Lou’s hair and nibbled the soft cake with a fork.
‘Is it okay to eat what Duchess Calleta brought?’
Those serving the emperor could not speak. They were worried, but they could never intervene in what the emperor had decided.
The young emperor, who had not been on the throne for long, was generally generous, but still a very difficult existence.
“Your Majesty, Court Chief Simon Kainberg requests an audience.”
The emperor, with cake in his mouth, clicked his fork. It meant that he allowed the audience. Even when Sir Simon Kainberg entered, the emperor did not take his eyes off Rustica Gennes, sitting by the window.
“Your Majesty.”
“Have some cake. It’s sweet.”
“I don’t want to. I’m not a person who can eat poison and be fine like Your Majesty. I wish Your Majesty wouldn’t eat it either.”
Simon Kainberg looked at the emperor with a disapproving expression. He was enjoying it like a boy, with white whipped cream on his red lips.
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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