“So, you have decided to destroy the aristocracy.”
“…Pardon?”
“I won’t continue the lineage.”
It was a bombshell declaration.
Unlike the subordinates who were responding positively, the finance minister’s arrogant remarks came to a stop amidst the excited voices.
“Yo-Your Majesty. To not continue the lineage…”
The deputy commander was the first to be astonished and opened his mouth.
“If you calculate it, there is no consort who will benefit me on the continent. Even if you search other continents, it will be the same. Instead of doing a losing business, it’s better to live alone as you suggest.”
“…Your Majesty, although there may be no one superior to you, there might be someone in a similar position!”
“Probably not. But what to do.”
Kun’s lips smoothly rose.
“I have no intention of continuing the lineage with a woman whose heart and desires do not align.”
“…”
“If you, gentlemen, are willing to continue the lineage for me, feel free to do so.”
In a low voice, he recited immoral words. The courtiers coughed nervously one by one in response to the suggestive conversation.
“Isn’t that right, Rel Plantos?”
Kun, with silence alone, seemed to be seeking opinions about the dissatisfying internal affairs.
He, who had been leading the conversation, suddenly became silent, shutting his mouth tightly.
Rather than his official title, the finance minister felt a shiver down his spine when his name was called. The emperor wouldn’t casually mention his own name.
“Well, that…”
The finance minister glanced around cautiously. The courtiers who had been supporting him vanished, and everyone avoided eye contact.
“…Continuing the lineage is Your Majesty’s decision, and it is appropriate for Your Majesty to choose a companion.”
This also had to end in submission.
The resolute emperor, even if he had to go against his subordinates to protect the woman, wouldn’t change immediately.
Instead, it might look worse for him.
Other courtiers seemed to share the finance minister’s thoughts, and their expressions weren’t exactly pleased.
Kun was satisfied with the finally arrived silence.
“I will consider the opinion as unified and conclude the emergency meeting.”
“It’s good that it’s resolved.”
At the emperor’s words, granting permission for their relationship, Cloe felt relieved.
“There’s nothing that can’t be resolved. Them deciding who my lover is, how amusing.”
Cloe, who had been observing Kun’s mood, finally spoke.
“I think maybe I…”
“No.”
Anticipating the rest, Kun intervened abruptly. At the fragmented words, Cloe blinked.
It was because of the strangely cold man.
Kun rolled his eyes as if troubled by what would come next.
“Their thoughts are mediocre. Cloe, it’s not your fault.”
“…”
“You, as the one person receiving my favor, don’t belittle yourself. Unless, of course, you find that your power is insignificant.”
The emperor’s words were not wrong.
Kun embraced Cloe without caring about blame. Since there was no one to stop him, it seemed like a feasible plan.
If Cloe were to lose her confidence, the power Kun offered her would disappear. It would also mean ignoring the emperor’s authority.
Since the emperor asserted it like that, she wouldn’t need to speak weakly.
“I won’t lose confidence.”
Cloe nodded firmly, promising to keep it in mind.
“Good. It looks much better that way.”
Only then did Kun smile.
In front of Cloe, he presented a softer demeanor than he had in the meeting.
“Winter.”
He called the knight who had been waiting quietly behind.
“Your command.”
“From now on, guard Cloe.”
Winter stared at the emperor without responding, seemingly unable to comprehend the order.
He was an official bodyguard dedicated to protecting the emperor. He had trained and polished himself only to guard him.
“I ask this of you.”
Kun didn’t debate with Winter, as he did in the meeting.
He simply expressed his position with a short sentence.
“Yes.”
Surprisingly, that seemed to move Winter.
He approached Cloe and knelt beside her.
“Winter Fried. I will uphold His Majesty’s command and protect Lady Cloe.”
Winter, who grew up as an orphan without blood ties, was the first person to carry the imperial name without any family connection.
“Uh…”
Cloe stared at Kun in surprise.
While she thought about assigning a knight to the palace, as it was a dangerous place, assigning the Emperor’s personal bodyguard was unexpected.
“The Sahir Empire, with which we interact, has not only hosted the Emperor but also sent envoys. It’s only a matter of time before the imperial family becomes uneasy with many new faces. For your safety, for the time being, stay with Winter.”
The Sahir Empire was not a place of frequent interaction or contractual relationships like alliances with the Fried Empire.
Therefore, it was a relationship where risks had to be taken.
“I’m counting on you. Sir Winter.”
Understanding the meaning, Cloe stood up Winter. It was practically Winter alone who stood up, as the power she had wasn’t much help.
He, who stood up with a stiff body, returned with firm steps.
Kun left his seat to respond to the Sahir Emperor.
Cloe remembered Kun’s command to take a break today. Instead of going to the library as planned, she quickly changed her route and went for a walk.
Those who met her outside were busy whispering.
Those who were curious about her existence before the announcement, without letting go of their relieved curiosity, now had new questions.
It wasn’t a big deal for Cloe, as she was accustomed to being a topic of conversation.
It happened while she was silently walking through the garden with Winter.
“Who is it?”
Winter, who had been silent, drew his sword.
The sharp blade was aimed at the approaching figure threatening Cloe.
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…
——
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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