Thanks to that, I quickly walked around looking here and there, and finally, I found Carlisle, sitting alone in front of a fountain.
Perhaps thinking that no one was watching, Carlisle’s face openly revealed his gloomy expression. I stared at him, swinging his legs back and forth, and then approached.
“What are you doing here alone?”
“Princess…?”
Carlisle was startled as if he’d been caught stealing. It was the face of someone who hadn’t expected me to leave the others and look for him.
“You’re not like yourself today. It’s like you have some worry.”
“It’s nothing. I’m sorry for showing such an unsightly appearance.”
In his unguarded state, I saw tear streaks on his cheek.
Looking at Carlisle hurriedly wiping his eyes with his sleeve, I urged him to tell me what was going on.
“That’s…”
Seeing him hesitate and not respond clearly, I felt frustrated.
“Why aren’t you speaking? Do you intend to waste the effort I made to come here?”
I tried to exercise a bit of patience, thinking that the other party was an immature child, but since he didn’t seem to want to speak, I indirectly asked if he’d put a lock on his mouth.
“No, no.”
With that, Carlisle, raising both hands and shaking them, stated that he had no such intention.
“First, let me tell you something. I think I’ll leave the palace before Ronowe and Veris.”
“Why?”
Why would he suddenly leave early? I crossed my arms and waited for the next words.
“That’s… actually, today is the anniversary of my parents’ death.”
This time, I was taken aback.
‘The anniversary… It must be the day of the poisoning incident I heard about in military studies.’
For a brief moment, the explanation Lilith had given me flashed through my mind.
“The Duke and I decided to go to where our parents were resting. I told the children that I had to go ahead because I had to help with the work.”
“If it was such an important day, it would have been fine not to come to the palace at all. Are you not disturbed?”
If it was a matter of that extent, it would have been enough to send a letter or someone to inform of the situation and to compose one’s heart while remembering the deceased.
“No. It would be difficult to have to tell the situation then….”
Is it that one dislikes others knowing the personal circumstances? I inadvertently nodded my head as I watched Carlisle fidgeting with his fingers.
“More than anything, I don’t want the children to know. They’re the ones who will cry in sympathy if I’m having a hard time.”
This naive child! I swallowed back the words that were rising in anger. The one speaking now is having the hardest time, yet to hear such words from the mouth of this mere 6yearold felt like seeing a young saint.
“You are quite deep for such a young age.”
I spat out the words and added that we should slowly return. We couldn’t stay here forever, so now seemed the time to find our way back.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Carlisle followed my words without resistance. So we returned to where everyone was gathered.
“Your Highness, Prince Carlisle. I was worried since I didn’t see you all of a sudden.”
I felt Sasha’s presence and rushed past, pretending not to hear. I expected that child to scratch someone’s bowl.
“Rather, Prince Carlisle, you looked tired, are you okay?”
“Yes, Prince Sasha.”
Though my body was facing another direction, I eagerly opened my ears to concentrate on the conversation.
“I feel better after getting some fresh air.”
“I’m glad. I thought the successor of Bergamot was already crumbling.”
That almost disappointed me. I thought his words had crossed the line, and I turned my body to object.
“Smart big brother! It’s your turn for the word game~ Quickly say a word that starts with ‘ja’!”
“Um~ Freedom?”
Then, as if to interrupt, Beris rushed in, holding Matryoshka close to Sasha’s mouth and urged. Thanks to Beris, we avoided what might have been a chilling atmosphere.
“Next is big brother Carlisle! It’s your first time, so it’s okay if it takes long.”
“Uh, uh… Glass.”
Suddenly participating in the game, Carlisle stammered.
“I don’t know…….”
It must have been Beris’s turn next. He rolled his feet with a troubled face.
“What’s on the neck of the bear you sleep with every day?”
In the end, just before Beris cried, Carlisle whispered a small question in his ear.
“Ah, the ribbon! A green ribbon!”
Soon, the kid who shouted the answer handed Matryoshka to Ronowe.
“Bo…… bo…… bo……”
This is difficult even for me. Curiosity arose as to what word Ronowe would suggest, so I watched intently.
Waaaaaah[Dash].
Suddenly, Ronowe, bursting into tears, began to scream.
“You only give me the hard ones~ Give me a hint too~.”
With both fists clenched and crying out loud, it seemed as if a pod of dolphins was roaring.
‘My eardrums are going to burst.’
I felt engulfed in the sensation that my hearing was ruined, and blood was oozing from my ears.
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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