The first to rush were the maids attending Ermedillin and Lady Countess Ellion.
Pellio, who happened to be attending the funeral, immediately ordered the guards to close all the doors of the hall.
The blood loss made her head dizzy.
Even in the novel, Ermedillin had been subjected to several assassination attempts.
Of course, she had cursed the assassins each time, making them suffer more than death, but still.
“Press on the wound! Stop the bleeding!”
At Pellio’s command, Loony took off the veil from her head and pressed Ermedillin’s abdomen.
Soon, a terrible pain came, but knowing that she had to stop the bleeding, Ermedillin clenched her teeth and endured.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on Ermedillin.
There was no surprise or pity in their eyes.
Just curious eyes, expecting what bizarre curse the wicked empress would put on her assassin.
Ermedillin barely lifted her head and looked at the boy trembling and crouching before her.
His small face, covered in tears and snot, seemed to have difficulty breathing and was hyperventilating.
With great effort, Ermedillin moved towards the boy.
“Empress Your Majesty! You shouldn’t move now!!”
The priest who had been present to conduct the funeral came to heal her, trying to stop her.
But in just two steps, Ermedillin finally walked to the boy’s side.
Swallow.
The sound of people holding their breath, expecting the next scene, is heard.
The sound of people holding their breath in anticipation for the next scene could be heard.
Enduring the horrible pain, Ermedillin knelt down and met eyes with the boy.
“Calm down. I don’t intend to kill you. Bow your head between your knees. Try to breathe as deeply as you can.”
It’s a symptom she sometimes saw in excited children at the orphanage.
Back then, she would calm her younger siblings by looking into their eyes like this.
‘Ah, it would be good if I had something like a paper bag.’
Regrettably reaching out her hand, Ermedillin’s action caused the already pale boy’s face to lose color, and he began to stagger backward.
“Eeek! So, sorry! I was wrong!!”
“No, it’s not…… that……”
As Ermedillin tried to catch the fleeing boy, she saw a knife flying from somewhere, aiming for the boy’s throat.
“No!!”
Clang!
And that knife was blocked by Pellio, who had sprung out from the crowd.
Pellio had been watching the situation from behind Ermedillin ever since the knife had pierced her.
Regardless of his personal dislike for Ermedillin, she was the empress of the empire.
If she handed over the boy who dared to attempt to assassinate the empress, he was willing to comply with her request.
But then the witch did something unexpected.
Wasn’t she painfully clutching her wound and tending to the boy?
Pellio was so shocked for a moment that he wondered if he was seeing things.
While momentarily losing his focus, he saw a flashing blade heading towards the boy’s back.
And at the same time, he heard Ermedillin’s voice.
Pellio faithfully followed her command.
The one trying to strike with the sword was the owner of the funeral hall, Duke Ilenian.
“How dare the criminal who attempted to assassinate Her Majesty the Empress in my house! I will deal with him.”
At the duke’s words, Pellio glanced at Ermedillin.
Furtively.
After confirming her intention, Pellio firmly stood in front of the boy.
“Guests should not interfere. This is my house, so it is right for me to take responsibility.”
Duke Ilenian openly displayed his displeasure and raised his sword again.
“Stop! Stop it!”
And in between, Ermedillin, who had received emergency treatment from the priest, intervened between the two.
“Do you not understand when I, the Empress of the Trebian Empire, say to stop? I am also a guest, so should I not intervene?”
Thanks to the prestige of the Ilenian family, quite a few nobles had attended the funeral.
Most of them harbored resentment against Ermedillin, but some were ardent imperialist nobles.
Insulting the empress in public was hard to overlook, no matter how low the empress’s reputation had fallen.
Angri was not such a weak emperor.
Duke Ilenian reluctantly sheathed his sword and bowed to Ermedillin.
“I will make sure to find the criminal who dared to do this in my house.”
“No. There is no need for that. I will take the boy with me and interrogate him myself.”
At Ermedillin’s words, the boy’s pupils began to shake violently again as he barely regained his breath.
At Ermedillin’s gesture, the guards sent by Angri to accompany her in his stead bound the boy and dragged him away.
Due to the enormous incident of the empress’s attempted assassination, the funeral ended hastily and in disarray.
“Are you really okay?”
Loony looked intently at Ermedillin with a face full of concern.
“It’s okay. How many times do I have to answer? Thanks to the priest’s treatment, it has already healed.”
“Even so, you lost so much blood… Are you not dizzy?”
It was the tenth same question.
“Ah! Just stop it! Really, it’s even more dizzying to keep saying the same thing because of you!!”
Finally, Ermedillin, who had exploded, complained with a slight annoyance. Mago, who had been sitting next to her, was flustered and did not know what to do, but Runi did not care.
“I’m worried! You lost so much blood, you can’t be fine!”
Runi also wiped the sweat from Ermedillin’s forehead, angrily nagging.
Although all visible wounds had healed, Ermedillin was still pale, with cold sweat running down her face.
“It’s strange? Honestly, the puncture wound itself didn’t seem that deep…”
To reassure Runi, Ermedillin tried to force a smile, but she definitely felt her physical condition worsening.
‘There’s no pain in the punctured area. The wound seems to be healed, so why am I so dizzy?’
Barely conscious, by the time she arrived at the palace, the floor of the carriage was soaked with her sweat.
“We’ve arrived. I’ll call Louise right away……”
Before Runi could finish her words, Ermedillin, who had been leaning on her, passed out.
“Em, Empress!!”
When Ermedillin opened her eyes after a long time, it was already dark in the middle of the night.
“Yo, Your Majesty! The Empress has awakened!! Call Louise!!”
At Runi’s words, Pellio, who had been standing behind Ermedillin waiting for her to wake up, hurriedly ran out of the bedroom.
“Your Majesty, are you conscious? Do you know where you are?”
As her head was still very foggy, she could not think of a proper response.
“The Empress collapsed and lost consciousness as soon as she arrived at the palace. Do you remember?”
Ermedillin seemed to want to say something, her lips moving, but no sound came from her parched lips.
Seeing this, Runi wisely wet a clean towel and wiped Ermedillin’s mouth.
And just then, Priest Louise arrived.
“Have you awakened?”
The middleaged priest, who had hurriedly run, carefully wiped the still sweaty forehead of Ermedillin with a gentle touch.
A pleasant cool sensation from the fingertips. Due to the hazy consciousness, a fleeting thought crossed Ermedillin’s mind, “If I had a mother, would it feel like this?”
“Your Majesty. Are you conscious? First of all, the purification is all……”
“……here?”
“Yes?”
A tiny sound leaked from Ermedillin’s lips, but no one understood it.
“Where is he?”
“Who?”
Louise brought her ear to the Empress’s lips to hear her better.
“The boy, where is he?”
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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