One couldn’t refuse a gift offered publicly. Ermeldine, feeling like throwing away the brooch and everything else, reluctantly removed Felleo’s brooch from her left shoulder and attached the one given by Henri.
Just changing one brooch made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
She wanted to take off the whole shoulder and replace it with the brooch Felleo gave her.
“Now, shall we start the ball?”
With a satisfied look, Henri, who had been looking at Ermeldine, turned back to Valier as soon as the music started, taking her hand as if it were a routine.
Spreading rumors that he courted the Empress, presenting a gift to the Empress, and hinting about finding the next Empress, he danced with her in a show of governance.
The Count of Halshtain, who had experienced Henri for a long time, realized how calculated Henri’s actions were today and shivered momentarily with a chill.
Although they worshiped this thoroughly unhuman-like aspect of him and revered him as the emperor, sometimes one couldn’t help but think about how tiring such a life could be.
Meanwhile, for Ermeldine, who had a short experience with Henri and whom he didn’t care about, his unpredictable actions seemed like childish pranks.
“I feel bad. Let’s leave as soon as possible.”
Sending a glance to Felleo and the maids, just as she was about to leave the palace, she felt a light touch on her shoulder.
Turning her head, she was surprised to see Leopold, wearing a gentlemanly and cheerful smile, asking for a dance.
“May I have the honor of dancing with Your Majesty, the Empress?”
“Uh… well… that’s…”
Seeing the curious glances around her, the flustered Ermeldine eventually agreed to his request.
“You look stunningly beautiful tonight.”
Despite the dazzling appearance exuding a thrilling feeling, his voice and gaze were warm and affectionate.
“Thank you. You look handsome too.”
Unable to say he was pretty, Ermeldine blurted out the instinctive words, making Leopold burst into a small laughter.
“I’m glad to be seen well in the eyes of the Empress. I put in some effort today.”
Wearing a red robe adorned with golden decorations, Leopold was proudly displaying a dazzling beauty.
Ermeldine was anxious about what he might say.
Since sending a letter containing an immense amount of information about his relationship with Ferdinand, Leopold had been silent.
But why did he choose this moment to ask for a dance? Ermeldine couldn’t fathom his intentions at all.
The situation had reached a point where it was unclear whether the steps forcibly learned by the maids were being executed correctly. However, contrary to concerns, Leopold did not open his mouth any longer until the music ended. He simply gazed at Ermeldine with such tender eyes. Only as the music concluded and their hands were about to part, he whispered in a small voice, “I missed you.”
Valier was displeased with Henri’s attitude. Despite preparing such a beautiful ball alone, he suddenly criticized Ermeldine without a word of greeting. It was as if he mocked himself for the embarrassment during the epidemic.
Then, he returned and requested a dance again. Valier, who had momentarily enjoyed the fleeting sense of superiority when appearing with Henri, had completely deflated. Nevertheless, she reluctantly took Henri’s hand, and they began to dance as the music started, capturing everyone’s attention as their feet moved gracefully.
As the music started and the two’s feet moved gracefully, everyone’s attention was once again focused. Despite Henri’s bad mood, such attention was always welcome.
While momentarily enjoying the envious glances of the aristocrats, Valier suddenly felt a disturbance around her.
“What’s going on?”
When Valier glanced over Henri’s shoulder, she saw Leopold and Ermeldine dancing. Surprisingly, Henri’s attention seemed entirely focused on that direction, not even looking at Valier.
“What is a married woman doing? Is Felleo not enough, and now she’s even entangling her husband’s brother? Seriously, so shameless.”
Valier tried to ignore them and concentrate on herself, but regaining her thoughts after being distracted was challenging. Like Henri, her gaze kept drifting in that direction.
Leopold, known as Confucius, was as handsome as Henri. Henri, with dazzling blonde hair and sharp blue eyes, symbolized divine charm and majesty. On the other hand, Leopold, with burning red hair and mysterious golden eyes, gave off a precarious and dangerous vibe, yet his beauty was so captivating that it was impossible to look away. Furthermore, here he was the emperor’s son, and in the Valerius Empire, he was the son of the empress.
Ever since receiving a pile of gold as a gift, Leopold had been curious about Valier. Although the investigations were limited to what Countess Elion’s wife had told him, it was said that he was an incredibly wealthy unmarried man.
“Hmm. Looking at it this way, he’s quite splendid too. Indeed, he shares a lot of similarities with that gloriously handsome face.”
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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