“But you almost died just a while ago. I can only see you as weak until you recover.”
“Is that so?”
A bad premonition crept over Hades.
Her eyes, like a piece of bright summer sky, twinkled.
“You have to let me down for my body’s sake! What if I get weaker while receiving Your Highness’s care?”
“……Watch your mouth, saint. Who said I’m taking care of you?”
“Your Highness…… Huh!”
Angelica’s words were abruptly cut off.
Because Hades had put her down right there.
Being weak is one thing, but to say that he is taking care of her?
Naturally, Angelica couldn’t even walk the first few steps properly and staggered.
Hades stared at her intently and then spoke.
“What did I tell you?”
“It’s better than being held continuously.”
“Why?”
“Because Your Highness can’t always help me.”
Hades frowned.
Something about Angelica’s words irritated him.
Something annoying that he couldn’t pinpoint…
“…It wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t overdone it in the first place. It’s your fault.”
“That’s true.”
Angelica readily agreed.
“I’ll be careful……!”
Ironically, Angelica lost her balance almost simultaneously with her vow to be careful.
Hades instinctively grabbed her waist.
‘……?’
Hades was momentarily baffled.
A smell he never thought he would smell came from the woman, pale and frail as a snowflake.
A scent that was a little like grass and a little like flower fragrance…
‘It’s like spring.’
Angelica took advantage of Hades’s confusion and quickly escaped his arms.
“I’ll… be more careful.”
Judging by the voice crawling out of her, she seemed to know that she was embarrassed.
Hades quietly opened his mouth towards her.
“Walk holding on.”
“What?”
Hades extended his right arm towards Angelica.
“Take it.”
“…….”
Angelica was silent for a moment, then carefully grabbed his arm.
No, it would be more correct to say she clung to it.
A faint smile appeared on Hades’ face, as if about to be seen.
A warm body temperature came from Angelica, who was completely relying on him.
Like spring.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]‘I almost got into big trouble.’
I arrived in my room and fell onto the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.
“Saintess, are you okay? Should I call a doctor?”
Seeing Amy fussing, it seemed my current state was indeed a mess.
‘Thankfully, the practice went better than expected.’
Everyone’s surprise made it apparent that I was doing better than other beginners.
‘I must practice hard to do the work of one person… no, a hundred people.’
It would be a waste not to use Deneusor, especially with an excellent swordsmanship instructor by my side.
I planned to learn swordsmanship as best I could without overdoing it.
That’s when it happened.
The Deneusor left on the sofa’s armrest vibrated.
Amy seemed not to notice, but I knew.
“….Amy?”
“Yes, Saintess?”
“It’s boring just lying here. Can you get me some books from the library? The ones Amy found interesting to read.”
A puzzled expression appeared on Amy’s face.
“But I don’t usually read books.”
“It’s okay. Just get the ones that look interesting.”
“Then I’ll do my best. It might take some time, so please don’t get into any accidents!”
Amy cheerfully left the room.
I tilted my head.
Didn’t I not get into any accidents?
Anyway, Deneusor was more important now, so I hurriedly spoke to the sword.
“What’s the matter?”
“……You.”
Deneusor’s voice was overly excited, if a sword can be excited.
“You should have told me earlier if you had such talent!”
Ah, that.
I groaned and stretched out on the sofa.
“I was just lucky.”
“Lucky enough to replicate every movement you saw once?”
“You saw how clumsy I was.”
“Of course it’s clumsy! It’s your first time.”
Deneusor emitted a red glow.
“Listen, human. Stop playing at being a saintess that doesn’t suit you and learn the sword. You can reach Swordmaster.”
“That would be nice, but….”
I writhed on the sofa.
“As you can see, I’m physically weak. If I overdo it, I’ll fall ill right away.”
“That’s why I’m here.”
Deneusor sounded more confident than ever.
“Take my hand, human. Then I will make you the strongest person in the world.”
I opened my eyes wide.
I’ve seen this trick before.
“What’s the price? You know I have no sacred power to spare, let alone vitality.”
“There’s always a way.”
Deneusor replied in a subtle voice.
“Curious, human?”
I nudged it with my toe.
I wanted to throw it to the ground, but I didn’t even have the strength for that.
“Do I look like a fool? To be bewitched by you and live a life worse than death.”
“It’s less foolish than just throwing your life away.”
I was momentarily frozen.
There was a thick taunt in Deneusor’s response.
“Do you really think that curse is lifted?”
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?
——
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!”
——
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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