“The one more important than the first friend is the one your heart chooses. I heard you’re currently making a fairy tale book for the princess.”
Ah, so this was the one who received the honorific ‘brother’ from our little one.
Agares slowly cast his gaze from the tip of Icrian’s head to his toes, as if inspecting a product.
Arkan, who had been observing the whole process, squinted his right eye and intervened.
“…Wait a moment, everyone pay attention. The only one we can acknowledge as a friend to our Eve is only young Lady Rellian. I’m sorry but the Crown Prince and the rest of the devils or the Fairy tale book factory manager won’t be able to.”
“Well said, my son.”
“What’s wrong with our son!”
As Hugo intervened and the Artina knights nodded as if it was only natural, the emperor grumbled with a sullen voice.
“You guys are being overly protective of the princess, Arkan, Cedric.”
When Icrian made a remark, this time Agares and Ludwig nodded their heads.
He was a sly one, even speaking truths.
And Elysia, watching a devil and two boys trying to seize the position of her daughter’s best friend, let out a low chuckle and dropped a bombshell on Hugo.
“Hehe It’s nice to see. I wonder if any of them will be our Eve’s groom in the far future?”
“…?”
“…?!”
The temperature in the waiting room plummeted.
A chilly silence froze the air.
Hugo and Arkan, Cedric, and the heads of the Artina Knights turned slowly with a creaking sound.
“…My lady?”
“…Mother?”
“…Madam?”
“Hm? What’s wrong with everyone?”
“That can’t happen!! It can’t!!”
Hugo, Arkan, Cedric, and Herold asked dumbly in response to the unexpected word, and soon the Artina knights shouted out loud.
What does she mean by that?
In our baby’s, our young lady’s life dictionary, there are no such words as ‘lover’, ‘husband’.
All men are wolves! All wolves aiming for our innocent lamblike young lady should have their spines bent backwards!
“Huh? That’s something for our Eve to decide. You know, friends can become lovers.”
“Lovers…?”
The armrest of the chair under Hugo’s hand creaked and shattered.
Arkan and Cedric rose abruptly from their seats.
Friends can become lovers?!
The Artina knights, who were watching a devil and two boys with the eyes of a hawk, discovered that Ludwig’s ears were slightly reddish.
Even his gaze was not averting properly. Very suspicious.
“Halt! Crown Prince, why are your ears reddening?!”
“I…I have no idea!!”
“What, you had ulterior motives towards our little one? Ah This bastard is a wicked one.”
“Ulterior motives, ulterior motives? I was just a bit flustered by the sudden topic!!”
“Then from now on, think well. This father has personal feelings.”
“Your Majesty. We will never let our Eve enter that hellish palace.”
“Right. We can’t use the palace. We can’t send our little one there.”
‘Oh dear, did I misspeak?’
She didn’t know it would get this heated.
Elysia, who had slightly stuck out her tongue, was thinking of ordering some light refreshments and quietly exited the waiting room, but the argument continued.
“Ian, why are you just sitting there grinning unpleasantly? Quickly deny that you have ulterior motives towards our little one.”
“Ah ah As I’ve said before, my preference is older women. The princess is not my type.”
“That’s unpleasant in its own way?”
It is absolutely unacceptable to have ulterior motives towards our little one, but it’s also not exactly pleasant to hear that she’s not his type.
It would be nice if she was just his type and he didn’t harbor any ulterior motives.
When it comes to their younger sister, the two brothers were incapable of rational thinking.
“Well, what’s wrong with the princess. The young Duke has no discerning eyes.”
“The Crown Prince seems to have too discerning eyes, that’s the problem. Why don’t you do something about those reddening ears?”
Hugo spoke, pointing at Ludwig’s ears which still retained a blush.
Agares, who had been observing this chaos, let out his characteristic slow laughter and threw out a problematic statement.
“Hmph. Rather than these brats here, I’d be better. Maybe in about 15 years.”
“This bastard, I knew he’d do this!”
“Don’t misunderstand. I think I’m better than you guys. If the kid brings a man who lacks even one of the ability, wealth, status, appearance, personality, swordsmanship, strength, or knowledge for marriage, I’ll get rid of him without a rat or bird knowing.”
I’m not sure if there’s a groom that meets my standards, though.
“The devil… is looking down on our little lady…!”
“Why are all the people in this house stupid? I told you that’s not what I mean.”
“It’s a duel, demon!! I take back what I said about you being my brother!!”
Impulsive Herold, who only hears what he wants to hear, clenched his fists and charged at Agares.
Because everything happened in an instant, no one was able to stop him.
Agares instinctively shot magic at Herold to stop him.
Reflectively, the remarkably agile Herold twisted his body to the side when he saw the black magic flying towards him.
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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