As the distinctive bluish faces of the corpses were revealed, short screams erupted from various places. Some couldn’t bear to see the gruesome sight and turned their heads.
Unlike them, Giovanni and Kiechef remained calm.
Kiechef even showed the tattoos engraved on their scalps by cutting their hair.
“They are indeed them.”
The pale-faced Princess Lala said. Giovanni’s indifferent voice flew towards her.
“I tried to capture them alive, but I couldn’t bite the poison in my mouth to save them. It seems like they prepared anew after my colleague was captured.”
“…….”
“The one we caught before mentioned having two accomplices, so there’s no longer any threat from them. You can rest assured.”
It’s good news. The maid sighed deeply in relief.
How surprised she must have been to hear the story of Princess Lala suffering in the forest with Karsatuna.
Not knowing where the Wargals might appear, Princess Lala refrained from going out and spent each day in anxiety.
The days of such unease and danger have come to an end; she can finally feel at ease.
Naturally, the maid, who thought the princess would be delighted, blinked at the sudden sound of laughter.
Princess Lala was laughing.
Not a joyful and happy laugh, but a laughter filled with disappointment and bitterness.
All eyes turned to her.
“You’ve found the Wargals I’ve been looking for. Haha, thank you. Thank you, but…”
She stopped laughing and murmured.
“Suddenly, I have a strange thought.”
“What’s strange?”
“I don’t think the prince did this for my sake.”
She bit her lip straight away and spoke with a calm voice that clearly showed her effort.
“Have you heard the news about Igraine?”
“Wasn’t she expelled?”
“…….”
“Now that the Wargals have been captured, the suspicion has been cleared.”
“Suspicion?”
Ha, the short, disdainful look in Princess Lala’s eyes turned cold. It was a gaze the maid, who had been with her all her life, had never seen before.
“You can’t call it a suspicion, can you? Even if the Wargals were caught, with them turned into corpses like this, no one can prove that she is not involved.”
“She is innocent. I am the first Imperial she encountered.”
“Is it the first encounter for someone else as well?”
Giovanni didn’t reply.
Princess Lala bit her lip again.
“It seems you’ve been to where Igraine is.”
Again, Giovanni did not deny. In response to his reaction, Princess Lala, infuriated, retorted as if mocking.
“Did you go this far for her?”
“You seem to be having some misunderstanding. She’s the one who caught Igraine.”
“You don’t need to lie.”
Looking at her disbelief, Giovanni cast a helpless glance.
“She’s taking her side to this extent.”
It was a state of not knowing what to do with anger.
It was as it appeared.
Princess Lala couldn’t stand it; why did her heart boil like this when she thought she had put an end to such childish and inexperienced love? Why did she want to shout and stomp her feet so violently?
The princess, who thought love was something that could be erased like ink stains, didn’t know that emotions, especially love, were intense and persistent.
This couldn’t go on, this couldn’t end like this. She couldn’t accept it ending like this.
She bit her lip painfully, glared at Giovanni with resentful eyes.
“When are you going back to the Empire?”
“…….”
With a slight recoil from the lack of response, she quickly straightened her shoulders.
“You’ve been here for a long time, so you’ll be leaving soon, right?”
“…….”
“Well then, before that, could you go on a date with me?”
All the servants in the princess’s palace were wide-eyed.
‘Princess?’
‘Princess!’
‘What will happen if it reaches His Highness’s ears?’
‘A barbarian!’
Various exclamations filled with meaning were directed at the princess.
Her face turned red. It felt like her heart would pierce through her ribs, but she gathered all her courage and spoke.
“At the king’s request, you went on a date with Igraine. Please, like you did with her, spare some time for me too.”
Snap.
The hand that held the hem of the skirt tightened with full force.
“That shouldn’t be too difficult, right?”
“It is difficult.”
With an unexpectedly straightforward answer, Princess Lala’s face was engulfed in shock.
She knew he wasn’t interested in her, but she didn’t expect a direct rejection like this.
Her eyes became warm. If things went a little differently, tears would have poured out.
She bit her lip painfully.
“Difficult?”
“…….”
“With Igraine…”
“She and you are different.”
At those words, Princess Lala laughed again. With tears filled in her eyes.
“You, who others claim elevate my value by being different, seem to be the complete opposite of what His Highness considers different.”
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…
——
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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