However, Ariante didn’t cry. Rejecting Greta’s offer to help her up, Ariante rushed at her, shoving her shoulder and grabbing her hair. What happened next was exactly what Meiana had seen.
If Meiana and Vainty had arrived just a bit later, or if the servants hadn’t crowded around making a fuss, Greta could have pushed Ariante towards the railing.
Vainty had been annoying enough, and she didn’t know when he had become Meiana’s tail-wagging dog. She felt as if ash and smoke were piling up inside her, choking her with suppressed rage.
“Greta, didn’t you hear me?”
Meiana urged. Greta trembled, unable to consider how her expression appeared to others—glaring at Ariante with fiery eyes, she finally bowed her waist.
“I apologize… I was wrong, Princess. Please forgive me…”
Ariante turned her back on Greta. Of course, this further infuriated her.
“Princess, please forgive me. I was wrong…”
“That’s enough, go away.”
Ariante lightly pushed the deeply bowed Greta as she walked briskly towards her room. Though she had touched her very lightly, Greta staggered dramatically. Meiana, who was watching, couldn’t help but smirk.
Should I give her a warning? No, there’s no need, Meiana thought.
At that moment, Vainty yelled out angrily.
“The show’s over, what are you all looking at? If you want to get paid, go work!”
The mercenaries who had gathered began to disperse, cautiously stealing glances at each other. Bainty was a seasoned veteran even among them, too audacious to simply ignore.
The truth was that everyone was more afraid of Meyana, but their pride prevented them from meekly heeding her words. Yet there was no need for such reservation with Bainty.
As people scattered in all directions, Meyana softly whispered into Grete’s ear.
“Think carefully before doing anything bad to the Princess, Grete. If you get caught red-handed, it might not end as simply next time.”
Grete’s eyes shimmered as if unjustly accused.
“Meyana! Why are you doing this too? You don’t trust what I’m saying?”
“Although the Princess is troublesome, she never blames others for her own mistakes. As I’ve said before, she never lies either.”
Grete’s expression darkened further. Scanning Meyana up and down, she rubbed her face with her palm and walked away.
Bainty spoke up.
“Where is she going?”
Meyana’s shoulders dropped, accompanied by a sigh.
“Who knows? Just leave her be.”
Meanwhile, Sedilroy was leaning on the frame of the carriage, staring blankly at the familiar scenery passing by the window.
He had been going back and forth between the Duke’s territory and the capital for several years now. The landscapes along this route had remained largely unchanged, save for the seasonal colors of trees and mountains.
[Sedilroy, if you wish, I can incorporate you into the royal family.]Memories from long ago suddenly resurfaced. A younger-looking King Elmert appeared vividly in his mind. Standing before her was his own self, still a boy of just twelve.
[Both the Balterminster ducal family and our Zabey royal family are connected. You’re an unparalleled hero in El Bluen. So, it would be better for both you and Berbo to be incorporated into the royal lineage. Your parents are no longer here, so the future of the Balterminster ducal family is in your hands. What will it be? Will you continue to lead the Balterminster family, or would you prefer to join the royal lineage?]Would Berbo still be alive if he had accepted King Elmert’s offer back then?
Would Berbo not have married Liria if they had chosen to join the royal lineage?
Would they have never met Liria? Would they have not had to die with her?
Lost in thought, Sedilroy exhaled deeply and opened his eyes. The choices he had made, his past submission to King Elmert, emerged clearly in his mind.
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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