Was it because I encountered a large amount of aura that Rosebelia had been controlling from the beginning, and I couldn’t handle it properly?
When I pushed the rebellious aura towards the sword, it shone white. As I swung it briefly towards the void, a surging wave billowed.
“Why on earth…….”
When will I be able to fully adapt to this body? Why can’t I properly control the aura?
I swung my sword again, pushing the aura. My throat was hot, but I clenched my teeth and swallowed the nausea.
Just because Rosebelia refused to regress, does that mean that my entering this body cannot be justified?
So it won’t accept me and flares up like this?
“Let’s see who wins, you or me.”
I have no place to go back to.
I just want to live somehow. That’s all there is to it.
Suddenly, my vision spun. As I collapsed on the spot, blood gushed out like a torrent.
“Phew, it hurts a bit this time.”
Fortunately, it was not that I couldn’t use the aura at all. The key was not to let anyone find out about this condition.
After wiping the blood, I lay down on the dirt floor. The pain quickly subsided, but the dizziness did not go away easily.
If I want to continue practicing aura, I have to know exactly how long this dizziness lasts.
I stared at the distant night sky with wideopen eyes.
With each deep breath, the smell of wet earth permeated my nose. The distant sound of insects seemed like a lullaby.
“I can’t sleep here.”
With unyielding willpower, I got up a moment later.
Is this as far as I can go today, slashing my sword into the void?
As I was brushing the dirt off the hem of my robe, I noticed the bloodstains on my palms and clenched my fists.
I looked around and went to the end of the forest path, tapping a tall tree. Then, the rainwater collected on the leaves poured onto my hand.
After hastily wiping the blood from my mouth and hands, I finally headed towards the lodging building.
First, I need to go to my room, wash, change clothes, and then check on Ian’s room.
As I approached the lodging, I stopped in my tracks. Everyone should be asleep at this late hour, but someone was lingering in front of the lodging.
Just as I was about to turn away, a familiar voice caught my ear.
“Senior?”
It was Ian.
I closed my eyes tightly and quickly covered my face with my robe, asking in a hurry,
“Why are you out here?”
“Didn’t see you, Senior. Where have you been?”
“Just went for a walk.”
Ian quickly closed the distance and looked down at me.
“Go to your room first. I’ll stop by my room and then come.”
I tried to pass by Ian in haste, but he grabbed my shoulder.
“Please show me your arm for a moment.”
“What? Why my arm…….”
In an instant, Ian narrowed his eyes and gently grabbed my arm.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Where have you been, and what have you been doing?”
“I told you. I went for a walk and…….”
Before he finished speaking, his thumb brushed against my lips. What remained on his quickly withdrawn hand was red, in other words, my blood.
“So what is this?”
“I don’t really know? What is it?”
As Ian tried to bring his finger to his lips, I quickly grabbed his hand.
“Wait! What are you trying to do?”
“I’m going to check.”
I wiped the blood on his fingertips on my clothes. Ian, who had been silently watching my actions, sighed and asked.
“Did you bleed by any chance?”
“No.”
“You didn’t?”
“I don’t have a reason to bleed.”
“If you’re lying to me, senior. Saying you’re fine when you’re not fine…”
Ian was the only one who had seen me bleed and fall.
I had to come up with a plausible excuse.
While wracking my brains, I suddenly remembered something on the table when I stopped by my lodging.
What was it?
It was on a plate, and it seemed red…
“Senior, why on earth… don’t you take care of yourself?”
“You misunderstand, Klein. Actually, I ate a cherry pie earlier, and it must have stained me.”
“You ate cherries?”
He grinned and lowered his head. His eyes stopped precisely above my lips. A persistent gaze, as if feeling my lips, made my mouth twitch involuntarily.
“If I say I’m hungry, the servants living in my lodging bring me snacks. Today, it was cherry pie.”
“…”
“So the misunderstanding is cleared up now? I’ll go in first.”
As I passed Ian to pull the lodging door open,
With a thud, the door closed again.
I tried to swing the door open, but it was stuck, as Ian, who had suddenly approached from behind, was pressing hard against it.
“Klein? What are you doing…”
I turned around and stopped speaking. His swollen Adam’s apple was throbbing in front of my nose.
He was looking down at me, his face half straining and half hardened, as if angry.
“If it was a misunderstanding, I wish you had given me a proper chance to clear it up.”
As I blinked, as if to ask what he meant, his violently vibrating eyes calmed down. At that moment, he leaned in close and said,
“May I check it myself?”
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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