As he was pressured due to hemostasis, Geon’s body twitched.
As on the day they first met at Baekak Mountain, she brewed herbs and applied them to his wound.
Using the remaining belt, Yeonwoo carefully supported Geon, lifting him up.
Next, after lifting Geon’s uninjured arm onto her shoulder, she exited the cave.
When the sun struck his body, Geon, seemingly regaining consciousness, opened his eyes with difficulty and pointed in the direction they needed to go.
At his gesture, Yeonwoo nodded and headed in the direction Geon indicated.
Step by step.
Supporting a man larger than herself, Yeonwoo took heavy steps.
Geon, struggling to hold on to his fading consciousness, spoke to Yeonwoo.
“It’s tough…”
“Is it as tough as Nari’s wounds? Just endure it well; that’s my wish.”
“…Thank you.”
Even though he replied weakly, it was fortunate that he could respond at all, indicating that he still had some strength left.
“If people find out about the tiger you caught, they’ll be astonished, won’t they?”
“…Yeah.”
“Should’ve caught those guys who spread rumors about Nari in the market and made them catch a tiger. It’s such a dangerous thing to risk your life, yet Nari talks as if you’re someone greedy for honor and wealth!”
At Yeonwoo’s words, Geon managed a feeble smile.
Though it was Yeonwoo’s habit to babble about irrelevant things when scared, now she needed to keep talking to prevent Geon from losing consciousness.
Yeonwoo blurted out any words she could think of.
“When people hear about Nari catching a tiger, the members of the unit will be surprised.”
“Haha…”
“How did you climb onto the tiger’s back? Please tell me the secret.”
Continuing to talk to Geon, Yeonwoo confirmed his condition by turning her head at one point.
At some point, Geon stopped responding to Yeonwoo. She had known since his body slumped that he had no strength left to answer.
Nevertheless, Yeonwoo continued to speak without caring.
“I’m talking about how I dealt with the assassins.”
“…….”
Yeonwoo turned her head to check on Geon’s condition.
Geon, who had closed his eyes and slumped, had not responded to Yeonwoo’s words for a long time. His breathing had become so faint that it was almost inaudible.
Suppressing the welling tears in her throat, Yeonwoo continued to speak.
“Nari, aren’t you curious about how I defeated the assassins?”
“…….”
Knowing that Geon was in no condition to answer, Yeonwoo didn’t want to believe it.
With each step, Yeonwoo’s footsteps became heavier. At the same time, her heart grew heavier.
Like black ink spreading in transparent water, as Geon’s breathing became shallower, Yeonwoo’s anxious heart spread further inside.
Her voice gradually merged with sobbing.
“Nari, I… you must hear how I did it…!”
Geon’s body began to grow colder.
The anxiety that had unknowingly taken over Yeonwoo’s heart erupted in her tears.
“Gwangho Army, Nari…!”
Eventually, tears began to pour from Yeonwoo’s eyes as if bursting from a dam.
Clear tear stains appeared on Yeonwoo’s face, covered with dust and blood.
“Nari, you must get up…! You returned safely when we first met, didn’t you?”
This man wouldn’t collapse so easily. He wasn’t someone who returned unscathed when there was a hole in the ship.
“You promised to endure… You must keep the promise…!”
Yeonwoo continued to walk steadily toward her destination, sniffing her nose.
“I saved Nari’s life, so Nari shouldn’t give up.”
As Yeonwoo’s tears flowed, the darkness in the sky deepened.
By the time her tear ducts dried up, an old hut came into view.
“We… we’ve arrived…!”
In the front yard of the hut, Shinwoong, a white-haired old man, was chopping wood. Sensing someone approaching, he turned his head towards Yeonwoo.
When Shinwoong noticed Geon dying, his eyes trembled.
“Nari!”
Shinwoong threw the axe he had been using to chop wood on the ground and hurriedly moved toward Geon.
Yeonwoo, squeezing out the remaining strength, asked him.
“Is your name Shinwoong?”
“Yes, that’s correct. By the way, what on earth happened?”
Unable to conceal his bewildered expression, Shinwoong spoke to Yeonwoo.
Yeonwoo briefly explained Geon’s condition.
“He was hit near the chest with an arrow. I gave him emergency treatment, but his condition isn’t good.”
“Hurry, come inside!”
Shinwoong quickly led the two inside.
Whether Geon’s mental and physical strength had reached their limit, or Yeonwoo felt relieved that she had safely transported Geon to their destination.
As soon as they entered the front yard, Yeonwoo’s tension was released, and she collapsed on the spot.
How much time had passed? The fragrance of herbs and the soft touch enveloped Yeonwoo’s body.
In a long time, Yeonwoo opened her eyes.
Earthen-colored walls, well-arranged living furniture, and a soft quilt covering Yeonwoo’s shoulders.
It seemed like they had entered the house of the old man called Shinwoong, whom they had met in the front yard.
Taking off the covering quilt and looking around, it revealed an ordinary family bedroom.
The only difference was various herbs, including medicinal tools and precious herbs that caught the eye.
There were also medical devices and rare herbs that couldn’t be handled without specialized medical knowledge.
At that moment, the door to the next room opened, and Shinwoong came in.
“Have you woken up?”
In Shinwoong’s hands was a basin containing the cloth used for Geon’s treatment.
His face showed signs of fatigue after completing Geon’s treatment once.
Hastily lifting her upper body, Yeonwoo asked about Geon’s condition.
“How is Nari?”
In response to Yeonwoo’s question, Shinwoong sat down on the floor and answered.
“I’ve done everything I can. The rest depends on Nari, so we can only watch.”
“I see…”
As Yeonwoo replied with a dark expression, Shinwoong handed a bowl of water and asked.
“That side is dehydration. If you drink water and get enough rest, you should get better.”
“…Thank you.”
Come to think of it, Yeonwoo hadn’t taken a sip of water since she started tiger hunting.
Yeonwoo received the water Shinwoong offered and drank it. Perhaps it was because she hadn’t had a sip of water for a long time, even plain water felt rich.
At that moment, Shinwoong spoke gently.
“You did well with emergency treatment this time, just like last time.”
…!
Yeonwoo flinched.
Having almost choked on water, Yeonwoo barely swallowed and pretended not to notice.
“I don’t really understand what you’re talking about.”
“I’m Shinwoong. I didn’t expect to meet you in person like this.”
Despite Yeonwoo’s pretense, Shinwoong paid no attention.
After introducing himself, Shinwoong adjusted his posture, bowed to Yeonwoo, and said, “Thank you for saving Nari’s life twice.”
Yeonwoo’s confused eyes shook slightly.
This was the second time Yeonwoo had treated Geon. The first time she treated Geon was during the incident on Mount Baekak.
‘No way…’
Yeonwoo’s heart began to beat nervously.
If Shinwoong knew about the incident on Mount Baekak, it was clear that he also knew about her true identity.
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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