Karan knew all about the efforts Elise made to put Chase on the throne.
Without her, a man as incompetent as Chase wouldn’t have come anywhere near the throne.
She deserved glory, yet why was she in a dungeon?
“The scandal with His Highness was the biggest impact.”
Recalling what Harthbin told him, Karan clenched his fist.
She was a woman he dared not even think of touching.
Just speaking to her was overwhelming, let alone responding properly.
And now a scandal?
Chase’s dark intentions were so blatant that Karan’s anger surged.
To calm his rage, Karan took a deep breath and opened the door leading to the dungeon.
Focus only on rescuing Elise now. Deal with everything else after saving her.
Karan moved freely even in the darkness.
Being accustomed to the dark was a characteristic of the Titrisians.
Those born with the strong bloodline of Titris could see in the dark as if it were bright daylight.
Karan considered this a blessing of the Titrisians.
But now, the blessing felt like a curse.
“Elise! Wake up!”
The sight of Elise sprawled on the floor was painfully striking.
Her half-closed eyes, the vivid streak of blood trickling from her lips, indicated her fading state.
“Why… How…”
Karan couldn’t believe it. Just four days ago, she had spoken to him about the subjugation campaign.
She had a faint smile, exuding the scent he liked, asking for Titris’s help. Now she lay lifelessly.
“You should have held on a little longer! Stayed as tough as you always have been.”
Karan had harbored feelings for the woman known as Chase’s viper for over 20 years.
The only person who respected him, a so-called barbarian, scorned by everyone.
At the annual continental exchange meetings, she was the only one who did not disregard the people of Titris.
She was the only person who actively sought to incorporate Titris’s opinions in this subjugation campaign.
Karan felt sorry for her, not receiving the respect she deserved.
That’s why Karan had subtly suggested to her.
“It would be nice if Titris had someone like Lady Elise.”
Elise took Karan’s suggestion as a simple compliment.
Elise did not even glance at Karan. Her straight eyes were on Chase.
Karan strived not to fall behind him.
Having harbored feelings for her, he needed an equal status to hers, to at least watch her from a distance and engage in conversation.
His efforts began to bear fruit. Soon, Karan was to become a crown prince.
And by distinguishing himself in the punitive expedition, he believed he would become a hero of the continent, and she would finally look back at him.
Filled with anticipation, he lost sleep.
But just when he was a step away from his goal, everything ended.
Karan gazed down at a bewildered Elise.
No sign of life emanated from her, who always stood erect.
“Elise, don’t do this. Let’s go to Titris, to Titris, okay?”
Despite his earnest plea, Elise did not move.
Karan realized after a long stare.
The underground dungeon was too shabby and cold for her to be in.
He should move her to a warmer place.
Karan slowly got up and drew his sword. The blue sword aura sliced through the air, cutting the iron bars that Elise, despite her efforts, couldn’t budge.
With a few swings, the bars fell to the ground.
Though it made a loud noise, Karan didn’t care.
If someone came to obstruct his path, he would simply cut them down with his sword.
Karan’s eyes blazed with rage, directed at those who had done this to Elise.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent.
But first, he needed to move Elise to a safe place. Karan pulled her small body into his embrace.
“It’s too cold here. I’ll move you to a warm place soon. Just hang in there a little longer, Elise. I need some time to eliminate those who did this to you.”
He spoke to her as if she were alive, lifting her up.
Then, Karan noticed a magic circle on the floor that he had never paid attention to before.
Alternating his gaze between the magic circle stained with blood and Elise’s mangled hand, he suddenly realized something. He gently laid her down.
“There must be a reason you drew this magic circle. Even as you were dying, even though your hand became like this, there must be a reason.”
Karan placed his palms on Elise’s magic circle.
He took a deep breath.
Though he was someone who should never use magic, he activated the magic circle without hesitation.
Excruciating pain engulfed Karan, but he did not stop.
“Elise, in the next life, no matter what happens, I’ll be by your side.”
Even if you don’t want me to.
I won’t let those who did this to you stay beside you.
I’ll stake everything on it.
Karan kept his promise and collapsed to the side.
The magic circle drawn by Elise glowed golden. A white light enveloped Karan and Elise.
It was the light of the regression circle, thought to never activate, considered a child’s plaything.
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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