Leaving aside the differences in species, the founder had two sons shortly after founding the empire through a loving consort.
If the founder had not left descendants, this royal line wouldn’t even exist.
“Did I pick the wrong one…”
Bianca sighed softly.
She hadn’t expected much from a nonacademic history book.
Still, she picked it up, hoping to find something of value…
Debating whether to continue reading, Bianca remembered that there wasn’t much left of the book.
“No choice then.”
Better read something than nothing.
She began reading again, but the content exceeded her expectations.
It wasn’t just the founder confessing; he was proposing to the dragon who mentioned their different species.
Though her face was flushed with a heartfelt confession that was embarrassing even to the reader, Bianca persevered and turned the page.
‘Fairy tales have always had a bit of absurdity.’
Stories are passed down with embellishments added over time.
There are multiple foundation myths in the empire.
One even claims that Barlock was the one who helped the founder.
“How variously one story can be divided.”
Bianca flipped through the hot love story of the founder.
Flip.
The paper turned without pause.
And when the night swallowed the moon and darkened, the last page was turned.
Bianca, putting down the book, had red, bloodshot eyes.
It felt like she had read a wellwritten pulp novel.
The ending was tragic, so she had teared up a bit.
But the new perspective wasn’t bad.
The founder was eventually rejected by the dragon and died lonely.
It was a relief that this was a fairy tale.
Had she not known about the consort, it would have been too sad.
Bianca squeezed her eyes that were sore from crying and crawled into bed.
For some reason, she missed Gillian.
It was strange.
She knew it was fiction and that the names of the characters were merely borrowed.
The tears shed were thanks to the eloquent prose.
But somehow, her emotions spiraled out of control when she thought of Gillian.
Once she thought she missed him, she couldn’t stop.
Gillian, who was in the same castle, seemed scarily distant and unbearably sad.
Her sobs wouldn’t stop.
“Ugh…”
She felt unbearably suffocated, her vision went dark.
Her throat was choked up with sorrow, and it felt like her whole body was burning.
Her body hurt so much she couldn’t bear it.
Bianca curled up her body and sobbed quietly.
By that point, even she had forgotten why she began crying.
She just hoped this unbearable and terrible time would end.
Then.
‘Don’t cry, my queen.’
The gentle voice of the man echoed in her head, intensifying her emotions and triggering tinnitus.
Screech.
The eerie sound that had been reverberating earlier now sounded even closer.
Screech.
It felt like something was about to explode at any moment.
“Bianca.”
With Gillian’s voice, the tense atmosphere changed in an instant.
“Gillian?”
Her vision was blurred, making it difficult to see him clearly.
Yet Bianca reached out immediately to find him.
Gillian didn’t refuse her outstretched arms but embraced her tightly.
Her arms were filled with his broad, sturdy chest.
Although she had not really embraced him, the thought of doing so quickly filled her with satisfaction.
Her sorrow, resentment, and despair were all dispelled at once.
“Why are you crying?”
“I missed you.”
“…….”
“I’ve waited too long.”
Unable to say that she felt gloomy after reading a book, her words became awkward, but Bianca couldn’t stop her whisper.
A while later.
After her tears had stopped, Bianca suddenly asked a question that crossed her mind.
“Do you have to go?”
“Yes.”
A corner of her heart ached painfully.
Was it because her emotions were tangled after reading the fairy tales?
Her heart that had finally calmed down began to boil uncontrollably.
This time, Bianca didn’t hold back.
“How could you? You just got here.”
“I know.”
During the last wave, Bianca regretted responding to the call for reinforcements.
Pretending to be good.
Pretending to be okay.
She should not have pretended.
I should have said, “Don’t go, I’ll miss you, I’m anxious, I like you a lot.”
She regretted it for a long time.
Her resolution not to be a burden was firm.
However, expressing her feelings was another matter.
“Don’t act carelessly! You’re a distraction!”
Perhaps, the captain of the 6th fortress saw it that way?
“I wish you didn’t have to go.”
“I have to go.”
“I know. But I wish you didn’t. I wish you’d stay somewhere safe. I wish the ice wall would disappear.”
“Would you like the ice wall to disappear?”
“Yes, so Barlock wouldn’t suffer alone.”
“It’s not suffering.”
“I love you.”
“Yes.”
The man who had been responding instinctively froze the next moment, like ice.
“I’ve regretted it all along. I should have said it earlier… much earlier. I’ve repented for not saying everything I should have before we possibly never see each other again.”
Bianca smiled as she captured every delicate curve of his godlike face with her eyes.
“I love you.”
“I love you. Stay by my side.”
The tinnitus doubled.
Yet Bianca didn’t stop.
“I love you, come back and stay by my side.”
“Ah.”
Facing the man who let out a sound that was neither a sigh nor an exclamation, Bianca smiled with tearfilled eyes.
“I’ll wait. So, come back this time too.”
“I’ll come back sooner than last time.”
“Last time was enough.”
“No, this time I won’t be late.”
The conversation was slightly misaligned.
But Bianca was okay.
Since their first meeting, Gillian Barlock had always been like this. Yet he had always been more supportive of Bianca than anyone else.
“Alright. Then, come back sooner.”
Patpat.
Heavy snow continued to fall, and the face of the man who was talking was serene.
Finally, Bianca could see Gillian’s face clearly.
It was noticeably paler than the day they had last met.
As if a person was wilting away.
“Take Creta to the outpost.”
Bianca blurted out impulsively.
“I’ll just stay in the bedroom. So, don’t worry about me and take the captain of the 2nd fortress as well.”
Don’t push yourself.
The unspoken words painfully echoed.
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?
——
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!”
——
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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