To the brave and wise Emperor, His Majesty, who saved the beautiful and wise Empress Mama, the two will live happily ever after.
This kind of story has spread far and wide for months in various media, social circles, and even in the alleys where citizens work and children play.
It’s a beautiful story. Overcoming evil with goodness, lovers meeting and living happily, it’s a typical fairy tale.
However, the protagonist of this fairy tale thought that the content was not entirely true. In fact, it was as follows:
The beautiful, wise, brave, and courageous journalist saved the handsome Emperor, and the two will live happily ever after.
This side is the correct one.
“Your Majesty, positive reports are expected this year regarding the abundant wheat harvest in the west.”
“Your Majesty, in the north, spring is delayed due to severe cold last winter, affecting the planting season.”
“Your Majesty.”
“Your Majesty.”
The Perseta Empire had a lot on its plate due to its expanded territory.
Especially the southern region, once known as Caleta, was accustomed to executing all tasks under the Emperor’s orders.
Thanks to Carlos, the culprit who created that system, Perseta was now struggling to fulfill its imperial duties.
So Hayden reorganized all the tasks directed to the Emperor, changed the system, and continued with new major projects.
It had been his responsibility since his ascension, but now that Caleta was unified, Perseta-style administration had to be applied there as well.
Everything was considered an imperial affair. Hayden didn’t show any signs of difficulty and completely overhauled the organizational structure, continuing to initiate new major projects.
“Isn’t it tough?”
Even for a person, not a machine, how could they not feel fatigue?
Even if the body was fine, mental fatigue was universal, and sometimes, mental fatigue outweighed physical fatigue.
In the end, the closest aides to the Emperor, who were most concerned about him, asked first. But the response was a nonchalant gaze saying, “Why ask such a question.”
“Isn’t the workload you handle these days too much?”
As the imperial secretary blurred his words, Hayden chuckled lightly.
“I’m fine, but it must be tough for Your Highness.”
“I’m fine, but Your Majesty, aren’t you handling more tasks than I am?”
Even the secretaries attached to the Emperor were numerous, not just secretaries. Still, they were handling a tremendous amount of work to digest what the Emperor had handled.
Nevertheless, everyone’s dark circles extended down to their jaws as they dragged documents around in massive carts.
To implement the Emperor’s simple and clear thoughts in more detail and in line with specific details, paperwork was inevitably required.
Moreover, the size of the Perseta Empire was enormous. Running such a vast empire was not a task for just one or two people to endure.
“It will be over soon.”
After a brief answer, Hayden returned his gaze to the documents.
“If ‘soon’ refers to a period of about five years, then yes, it will be ‘soon.'”
Despite establishing herself as the mistress of the west and currently serving as the Duchess of Halcanea, who personally participated in battles when monster waves broke out, Lady Milene, also known as the Countess of Plache, mumbled.
She was sitting on one side of the Emperor’s office, reading a stack of newspapers piled up. Of course, she was also on the side of those who worried about the Emperor, like the imperial secretary.
“After a few years, will Your Majesty really let go of everything?”
Even now, her husband was in the administrative building, handling documents with bureaucrats from the Caleta era, some of whom he had known since his time in the Caleta Empire.
With the Emperor working so hard, it was natural that the workload for those below also increased.
At this point, Milene was thinking of saving her poor husband. He couldn’t even leave work yesterday, so he should at least leave early today!
In response to the words of the influential Duchess and mother-in-law, Hayden briefly pursed his lips.
Having read the expression, the imperial secretary quickly left the office with a stack of documents as soon as the necessary paperwork was completed. As soon as the door closed, Milene added one more word.
“Who’s following you from behind?”
Hayden thought it would have been more comfortable if Ethan had said that.
Ethan, who loved his daughter deeply and understood Hayden, was an easy person to talk to. But Milene, for some reason…
‘It feels like being scolded by mom.’
He couldn’t help but smile and put down the fountain pen.
“Well, come here and have a cup of tea. Even if you’re the emperor, you need a break.”
Above all, Milene resembled Rua too much. Hayden obediently followed the words of the Duchess, who managed a large household and led the army, after giving birth to three children.
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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