Thanks to Duke Vicander’s extraordinary intuition, I was once a sentinel.
Winster, who had to turn away with Vicander in sight, swallowed a bitter laugh.
A few years ago, it was entirely canceled that I jokingly said that His Grace’s intuition was like a beast. It wasn’t like that.
Edwin Lowell Vicander, my lord’s intuition was truly a beast.
How else could he have ordered the blockade of the Duke Madelleine’s estate and the imperial ban before I even reached the wall?
Jade Madelleine’s proud face twisted. Winster didn’t relax in the sharp momentum.
“……What right does the Duke have to keep me from seeing my sister?”
Now, he seemed to have cast aside any formality.
Even hearing the shortened words, Winster opened his eyes wide as if he had heard something strange.
“……Sister. Apart from Princess Esella Madelleine, I didn’t know you had a sister.”
The prominently risen sapphire eyes widened as if they were stabbed. The appearance of shaking his head as if denying reality was ridiculous.
“You’ve crossed the line, sir.”
“…….”
“From the moment the young lady received His Grace’s oath, the line has been passed to our young lady by Duke Madelleine.”
“…….”
“Now, the two of you are not on equal terms, are you?”
It was a sharp, piercing relationship.
Jade gritted his teeth. Watching him, Winster spoke leisurely.
“……If the young lady wants to see Duke Madelleine, I might understand.”
Faint hope rose above the ridiculous purple eyes. Winster knew how to smash that expectation at once.
“Of course, such a thing would never happen.”
Having finished answering, Winster leisurely left the tavern. As if he had been waiting, a knight approached Winster and reported.
“The princess is still in Katangta.”
“What? Hasn’t she come any further? Didn’t she leave the day before yesterday?”
Winster furrowed his brow.
Even if Jade had come without resting, that the princess hadn’t yet reached Katangta was inconceivable. It was only four hours away from the capital.
“The princess is severely seasick.”
At the serious knight’s answer, Winster closed his mouth. The princess’s carriage was of the highest quality with almost no shaking. That she got seasick just going to Katangta was unimaginable.
The more he thought about it, the princess was too different from the wellknown formal appearance.
So who would have done those things on behalf of the princess?
Even if he didn’t want to suspect, the candidate narrowed down to one person repeatedly. Winster looked far away at the place where the Duke’s castle was.
(This is a time divider.)
At that time, after a storm had passed, Katangta’s castle was buzzing.
The middleaged Katangta Count was restless, looking at the best guest room. In the guest room guarded by two imperial knights, an unexpected and valuable guest was present.
“Honey, shouldn’t we formally greet Her Highness the princess?”
The Countess of Katangta was no different, unable to adapt to this surprising situation.
The Katangta Count’s house, located four hours away from the capital, was an ordinary rural noble family with no connection to the central nobility.
Occasionally attending a noble meeting was one of the Count and Countess’s pride.
But now the princess, who is as holy as a saint, has come to Katangta……!
“Thank you for understanding the sudden visit, Count. I felt fatigue on the passing road and wanted to stay for a day. I am on my way to carry out His Majesty’s command, so I wish to keep my stay here a secret.”
The Count shivered, repeating the princess’s words.
No matter how he thought about it, it was an opportunity that would never come again. An opportunity for Katangta to connect with the royal family!
The Count summoned great courage and strode to the guest room. He didn’t succumb to the indifferent gazes of the knights.
“……Well, it seems like you should have a meal. Could you please ask Her Highness the princess?”
“We will take care of the meal to be served to Her Highness. Thank you, Count.”
The knight drew a courteous line.
“No, not really. Your face was extremely pale when I saw you earlier. Are you perhaps feeling unwell somewhere….?”
“We will check on that as well.”
Just as he was about to try something, he felt pushed back and ended up sneaking a glance while attempting to move his feet.
“Ahh!”
The sharp scream that came from inside the room made the eyes of the two people widen. Surely, there would be no one in the room except for the princess and the maids…!
“Wa, wait! Your Highness!”
The lord and his lady rushed to the door in a flash. However, it was in vain. The knights had already swiftly blocked the two.
“What is this nonsense…!”
The princess had a heart as beautiful as a saint. Something happening to Her Highness in his estate was absolutely unacceptable. It was the moment the lord was about to push the knights aside and glare at them.
The lord hesitated, swallowing his words as he stepped back.
The knights were looking at the lord with cold eyes. A suffocating standoff continued.
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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