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“This is quite burdensome, having to accompany His Highness the Crown Prince for an outing.”
Cassius, riding in a shabby carriage, shrugged his shoulders. Balthazar, who was sitting across from him and observing outside the window, let out a dry laugh as Cassius looked even more worn out.
“His Highness the Crown Prince, you say?”
“Yeah. I’ve never seen a wand for the heir’s magical examination emit such a distinct blue light.”
Cassius vividly remembered what happened a few days ago.
On the day he revealed his true identity to the Emperor, Balthazar stopped by the imperial library before returning to the mansion.
The secretly conducted paternity test, per Balthazar’s request, undeniably confirmed that Balthazar’s biological father was Agnas XIV.
“Now, the Viscount and my son with Lea are beyond doubt.”
Cassius, who had known about their relationship in advance due to Edith’s remark, couldn’t distinguish whether the Emperor smiling at Balthazar was a dream or reality.
The rational and composed Emperor promised to clear the Prince’s residence for them, so what could Balthazar be afraid of now?
‘Back when I was trapped in Fortrian, I had no idea he held such a high position.’
Cassius expressed endless gratitude to his past self who decided to teach him swordsmanship.
Today, Edith, accompanied by the court physicians and Theos, was scheduled to visit the Emperor to collect the required blood for research.
After resolving the impending variable of Balthazar’s magic eruption, they would be able to address the lost memories.
‘Everything should work out well.’
Fortunately, there was progress in thwarting Empress Patricia’s movements.
“That woman Rosaline, after asking for a break to recover, seems to have requested to see someone important as soon as she regained some strength.”
“What did she say?”
Having barely muttered her plea to spare her life last time before fainting, could she have something to confess now?
Balthazar, chin in hand, fell into thought for a moment.
As the carriage finally stopped, he prepared to get off and casually made a remark.
“Cassius, if I enter the palace, you’re coming with me.”
“What…?!”
“The others can’t handle my temperament.”
Is it not one of the greatest honors a knight can enjoy to serve the nobility?
Cassius, dumbfounded by the sudden proposal, stared blankly at Balthazar’s retreating figure without even showing a trace of surprise.
Whether it was a sense of awe or loyalty, indescribable emotions welled up from the depths of his chest.
“Let’s go together, Viscount!”
With an even more composed attitude, he rushed ahead of Balthazar and opened the door.
It was a rundown house where Rosaline and her child were temporarily confined.
Creak—
When the latch made a creepy sound, the baby’s crying erupted.
“Thud, enough. It’s okay. He’s not a scary person.”
Rosaline tried hard to soothe the crying baby. However, the more she tried, the louder the baby wailed.
“Cassius, please take care of the child for a moment.”
“Yes, Viscount.”
At first, Rosaline seemed skeptical of Cassius, but soon her surprised expression turned into one of admiration. Thanks to the rigorous training to comfort Adrian, Cassius’ way of holding the child was almost perfect.
“I’ll keep the child safe in the corner, so let’s have a brief conversation.”
Cassius sought permission from Balthazar and sat down on a chair placed in the corner of the room.
As the child remained visible and quiet in his arms, Rosaline’s guard seemed to relax a bit.
“Thank you for taking the time, Viscount.”
She politely nodded her head and, compared to their first meeting, appeared to have gained some weight. Additionally, her familiarity with medical techniques was evident in her posture.
‘It seems that she wasn’t lying about serving Patricia by Balthazar’s side.’
However, even with the time given, Rosaline was hesitant to speak.
It wasn’t that she had no intention to confess but rather that she seemed reluctant, probably fearing the consequences Patricia might bring upon her.
As time passed without any gain, one of Balthazar’s attendants, who had followed him, approached her.
“We know that you’re associated with Patricia Empress. If you provide us with crucial information you’re aware of, we’ll ensure your child and you are protected from harm.”
“……”
Rosaline tightened her hands resting on her knees. Despite her efforts to conceal it, her hands, her whole body, couldn’t hide the trembling fear.
Leaning against the wall with his fist clenched, waiting for her to speak, Balthazar suddenly stood up quietly.
“Your name is Rosaline, right?”
“……Yes.”
Rosaline spoke with a voice filled with fear. Suddenly regretting freezing up so much due to knowing that Lexion was not a minor aristocrat, but a person from a formidable lineage.
However, Balthazar didn’t raise his voice or resort to force.
“What’s the child’s name?”
“Yes? Oh… It’s Sylvia.”
“A fitting name. Did the child’s father come up with it?”
Child’s father. At those words, Rosaline’s eyes flickered slightly dark.
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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