“I’m saying that. Even if my mind is complicated, isn’t comforting you strange?”
Lan dug into the blanket.
‘My body doesn’t grow.’
It was the same as when I first came. The body was small, and the white fur was neat. The little one buried itself in the blanket, only sticking out its nose. It let out a puff of breath, and the blanket shook.
“Stay still.”
Benjamin sat on the edge of the bed.
Soon, the eyelids lifted.
“Is she awake?”
“Hmm…”
She touched her forehead.
“The fever is still there.”
“Did you recover consciousness?”
“The question is too late.”
The body felt lifeless. A headache throbbed from anemia.
“Pofuta Purote. As for the job…”
“All the monster traps in the area were cut off, and the spider’s nest was demolished. The recovery of the village should be waited for a little longer, but it’s been about three days, so they must have figured it out.”
The collapse of the foundation in the area created a difficult situation. That aside, Sharlof narrowed his eyes.
“…Three days have passed?”
“No, it was one day.”
“Oh, why?”
“It’s called fatigue, I told you not to get involved with the monsters. Every time you get involved with them, you act like you’re entangled somewhere.”
“I didn’t mean to get involved.”
Sharlof looked down at his palm.
The white hand was smooth. There were no calluses. No torn flesh or bloodstains.
‘Is it because of that day?’
The monsters were almost forgotten.
Blood smeared on the floor, and the guy’s pale face came to mind. He tore my body…
“Tsk.”
Soon, a thick hand covered my eyes.
“Erase it.”
“What?”
“That nasty memory.”
“I also don’t remember anything after that. What about the guy?”
“There was no corpse there.”
The scent of medicine wafted through. He scooped up a spoonful and extended it towards me; it would have been better if I had woken up a little later.
Bitter water rose in my throat. He handed me a dried fruit, and I melted it in my mouth.
“……Ugh.”
“Like a child.”
“Did I have any other scars on my hands? Like torn flesh.”
“Why?”
“It seemed like I held a knife.”
“Oh, I held a real sword in hands that had never even held a knife, and I swung it to cut the spiderweb.”
As if the wrist tendons were cut off, the lingering sensation of slackening without vitality remained.
The flesh peeled off, the calluses hardened.
‘Is it an illusion?’
The imprint held in my hand became blurry.
“I don’t know where to start. Whether saying the first thing is to take care of my body’s safety, or why you are looking after others instead of yourself, or the reason you held a dagger in your hand, what you realized in the monster traps, now everything about you…!”
‘Krrr!’
“Don’t bark at me not to get angry.”
Shalof reached into the blanket.
“I should go out now. I will call for the imperial physician, so wait a moment.”
His eyes followed Shalof.
Lan whimpered. Crying again. “Leave that child by your side. It seems scared; it kept crying whenever something happened to you.”
He pushed the tip of his nose with his finger.
Shalof covered herself with a large shawl and stood at the entrance of the imperial palace.
The weather was warm.
The imperial physician had been there several times, and due to the advice to be cautious of walking outside, the emperor restricted going in and out of the palace.
However, with no intention to completely restrict movement, only entry and exit from the imperial palace were allowed. Shalof chose to breathe at the entrance of the imperial palace.
After that, her stepfather also came to visit.
‘I didn’t send her alone. It’s my sin to send you alone. I should have protected that place by your side… No, it’s because I’m getting old. I talked about later and waited for the later, and now it’s not there again. I feel regretful.’
There’s no major illness. It’s just slow recovery, not a symptom.
Shalof was physically weak.
“I feel like I’ve done something terrible to my family.”
I heard footsteps nearby.
“It’s not a terrible thing to be sick.”
The imperial physician came closer.
“Weakness is not a sin. Why would it be a sin? If you choose to breathe in fatigue, just stand by and match your steps if you breathe in fatigue. If it’s troubling to stand by your side, just breathe in fatigue, so I think that should be enough.”
“You bit my arm.”
“Oh, no.”
Shalof muttered under her breath.
Lan, who was sitting next to Shalof, lay down and used his front paws to wipe Shalof’s fur.
“I heard Lan caused trouble.”
“I was anxious. Although it didn’t cause harm, the fox didn’t leave my side, protecting me like a bodyguard.”
Lan said, ‘I didn’t mean to bite.’ He pressed Shalof’s foot with his front paws.
“Don’t worry. Everything will be fine.”
“It should get better.”
“Well, then, I’ll leave the place.”
The court lady left when she saw the guards approaching.
Katarina lowered her head slightly.
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t properly look after you.”
“After that day, I should take care of business. Everyone should tell me about it instead of staying by my side.”
Shalof spoke after hearing a sigh nearby.
“If you delay your steps, it doesn’t mean the path I walk is severed. If you’re not telling me to stand still alone, tell me honestly.”
“Monsters appeared. It seems the past believers were connected to monsters. Because of that, monsters were seen even by the old man’s side. They were basilisks and the guy’s offspring, and later, all the monsters were exterminated.”
She asked with narrowed eyes.
“Were there two spiderweb monster traps as well?”
“…Another monster trap appeared. Afterward, the dismantling of the monster traps was finished by the Royal Guard. However, the Royal Guard only cut off one monster trap, and it was said that Your Majesty cut off the other one. Perhaps an explanation is needed.”
“What kind of explanation?”
The hand that held the knife is now empty.
“It feels strange somehow. My body feels strange to me.”
I don’t know myself well.
“After that, it’s okay. If your mind becomes comfortable. Right now, it’s more important to keep that body comfortable.”
Katarina regulated her breathing.
“Everyone was worried.”
“It wasn’t a big wound.”
“Yes. Her Majesty also mentioned that she is physically weak. Oh, but…”
Katarina hesitated in her words.
“The Regent went to Her Majesty in your place.”
“Because of the spiderweb monster trap incident?”
“Yes. I heard that day, it was the soul, not the flesh, that was exhausted.”
That day, Hanelle, the Regent who visited the palace, murmured.
“They said the spirit needed time to rest.”
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!”
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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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