Stolen Crown Princess (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 33

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“Ah….”

An indeterminate sigh resonated through the silent, empty drawing room.

Ibelia blinked her eyes, her face flushed crimson. Each time her breath caught sharply in her throat, she barely managed to exhale—but even that felt cautious. Her heart pounded so fiercely it seemed to make her whole body tremble.

Above her head, a hot, breathy sigh drifted down faintly. That alone drove her even madder than she already was from sheer fluster.

Ibelia bit down gently on her lower lip. Her mind insisted she quickly pull away from his embrace and create distance, yet her body remained rooted in place.

She couldn’t push him away, nor escape him. The arm he held felt as if it were burning so intensely it might soon turn to ash.

Her pulse grew rougher by the second, until her stomach began to churn. It felt as though the ember clinging to her arm had migrated straight to her heart.

Uncontrollable emotion, thick as acrid smoke, filled her entire being. Breathing itself had become unbearable.

With great effort, Ibelia stepped back one pace. Between them now lay only that single step’s worth of space—but her arm, still held by him, dangled precariously within it.

She couldn’t easily tear her eyes away from it. Only after noticing her gaze did he hastily release her arm and step back, murmuring in a voice more flustered than she’d ever heard before.

“…Ah. My mistake.”

“…”

“It’s just… old habits from the battlefield still linger. Back then, anyone who approached me had to be eliminated—purely to survive.”

Rambling excuses like this were utterly unlike him. He must have interpreted her expression negatively.

It wasn’t that she disliked it. It was just… just that her heart had trembled so violently she couldn’t help but react that way.

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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.

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In the end, everything will come together and be explained.

One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!

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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.

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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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