Perfectly ignoring Viscountess Fleche, who was trying to play the role of a mage, behind the three young ladies attempting to leave, Viscountess Fleche’s quiet but distinct voice was thrown.
“Lady Prefect. Did these ladies request permission in writing to enter the palace beforehand?”
In response to Lu’s words, which were disrespectful to the Prefect with strong authority in the palace, among the three young ladies, the youngest Viscountess Everoix was surprised.
“Not at all. They suddenly appeared without any prior notice today.”
Lady Freya replied with her head held high, standing in front of the approaching young ladies.
“I let them in for now, but it is extremely rude for them to come without prior permission.”
“However, if we send them back, we thought of taking the trouble to meet them after putting in the effort to visit.”
Originally, this was not Lu’s preferred way of doing things, but nobles had to be dealt with in the way of nobles.
“Seems to be the epitome of rudeness.”
She sighed and lowered her head.
“Anyway, it’s a place connected from the imperial event, but they made it and left on their own?”
“Just say it directly, Viscountess Fleche.”
Viscountess Fremontie, Elouise Capellade, turned away indignantly. As long as Ivonne was silent, it seemed like Elouise’s role was some kind of servant.
“She is a Southern mage, Viscountess Fremontie.”
The sharp voice of Lady Freya cut through the reception room. The sharp Lady Freya was not only the Prefect appointed by the Emperor but also a high-ranking aristocrat.
As a Chalayan noble from the Emphorlin Duchy, which was an undeniable aristocrat, the ladies trembled and exchanged glances.
“The ladies who came to see the mage in the palace ruled by the Emperor are all of you. Please address properly.”
Now Lu came out not as Viscountess Fleche but as a mage helping with the imperial event. The ladies were not young ladies who couldn’t understand the way nobles spoke, but they simply didn’t want to admit it because their pride was hurt.
‘She’s from the lowly Caletta, not even a noble to stand shoulder to shoulder, why does she want to be at the top of our heads?’
The annoying and resentful thoughts of those fierce faces were clearly visible. Lu had a slight smirk. They hated to admit it, but this was the Imperial Palace, the domain of the mage and the Emperor. Here, Lu had a slight advantage.
“It could be seen as ignoring the mage meeting.”
No, she was absolutely advantaged. The stiff tone, unfamiliar to the ladies, seemed extremely extreme from their perspective.
“It’s an excessive assumption. We are all noblewomen who attended the gathering hosted by Lady Matap. Please don’t make baseless conjectures.”
Eventually, Ivonne, who had her mouth shut, spoke up in place of the silent Elouise.
What noblewomen. Everyone knows that we are not even treated as the same class. Lu slightly raised the corners of her mouth.
In the chilly yet composed laughter, Ivonne Ertel Kaling, the precious daughter of the venerable Viscountess, instinctively tensed.
“Continuously emphasizing that I am only a noble and refraining from mentioning the story that I am a mage, Miss Kaling. Status is not something that can be erased.”
Lu personally did not agree with the words added at the end. Status sometimes frighteningly reversed. But at least for these Eastern nobles, it would never be erased and remain fixed. She was merely expressing their thoughts.
“You seem to conveniently forget that whenever it suits you.”
Are you repeatedly erasing the fact that I am a mage while clinging to your status? Lu looked at them with such eyes and smiled.
“Make sure not to obstruct your return. Goodbye.”
Before Ivonne could say anything, Lu, who quickly and clearly finished saying what she wanted to say, issued the dismissal command. Even though the reason for the ladies who had come to visit was simply to return, it somehow turned into a strange formalized procedure of being driven out.
If they leave from here like this, it will be confirmed that they are being expelled without any resistance. Ivonne and the other ladies knew that they must not leave them like that.
“Ladies, it seems like you keep twisting our words……”
It was when Ivonne opened her mouth again. Standing in front of the approaching butler, Lady Freya, after hearing something in a whisper, approached Lu, passing by the ladies.
Another confidential message was delivered. Ivonne, without realizing it, closed her mouth when she saw Lady Freya whispering to Lu.
“……From Her Majesty?”
When Lu asked Lady Freya, the lady nodded with a certain expression.
“Yes.”
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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