After taking one last look inside, René left the bedroom and descended the spiral staircase.
At the entrance of the mansion, Ikar and the butler were engaged in a conversation.
It seemed to be about entrusting the management of the mansion to the butler in the future.
René approached them.
“Your Highness, it seems we can depart now.”
Ikar, with his lips slightly touching René’s cheek, held her hand and spoke.
“Then let’s depart right away.”
As the two got on the carriage departing for Vasker, they discussed their plans.
“By the way, we haven’t discussed how to handle the Third Prince of Paradisium and his lover.”
“Let’s just leave them be.”
“…”
“Sometimes living is more agonizing than dying.”
That’s what René thought.
Considering that Lucius had grown up as a precious son in Paradisium Palace all his life, he would face unimaginable hardships now.
Although he had not been formally deprived of his prince status, in reality, he was now practically an exiled prince.
Seeing Lucius, who had been protected in the oppressive palace all his life, now facing the unknown hardships of the streets, René didn’t need to watch to know what he would go through.
To René, it seemed like living a life worse than death was the best revenge.
The same went for Eshika, who had enjoyed privileges thanks to others’ power and wealth.
“…Fine, I’ll respect Young Lady’s decision.”
Was Ikar, who would chase after them to the ends of the earth and bring them to justice, saying he’d just leave them alone?
It was an unexpected reaction compared to René’s expectations.
“Thank you for respecting my opinion, Your Highness.”
Saying so, René lightly pressed her lips to his cheek and then pulled away. Ikar, in response, extended his other cheek.
“…?”
“Balance must be maintained.”
With a slightly teasing smile, René pressed her lips to his other cheek.
Upon returning to Vasker Palace, Ikar quickly headed to his office. After swiftly handling urgent matters, he took some time for a break to continue contemplating.
‘As expected, it’s better to push forward with the plan, right?’
René decided to leave the Third Prince of Paradisium and his lover alone. However, Ikar had already devised a plan to drive them to ruin.
While Ikar pretended to agree with her opinion in front of René, he had no intention of letting them be.
Moreover, it was easier for Ikar to move if René continued acting the way she was now.
Now that she decided not to pay attention to the Third Prince and his lover, René didn’t care what would happen to them.
“Fine.”
Ikar nodded with narrowed eyes.
Observing this, Dohan swallowed his saliva and looked at Vane.
“Your Majesty seems to be planning something?”
“You thought so too? Me too.”
The two exchanged glances and conversed for a moment, then Ikar suddenly turned his head.
Dohan and Vane continued their tasks as if nothing had happened.
“Dohan.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Any news about the Third Prince of Paradisium?”
“Even without your presence, there have been discussions among the nobles about removing the Third Prince from his position. Unless there is a significant change, he will soon be dethroned.”
“…Is that so? Then, when he is expelled from the palace, assign people to monitor him.”
“Understood.”
As Dohan stood up, Vane, who had been quietly listening, interjected.
“But, Your Majesty, is that enough?”
Vane and Dohan were unaware of the detailed circumstances of René.
They were vaguely aware that the Crown Princess harbored great resentment toward the Third Prince and the fake princess Solty.
To them, it seemed like René wanted to chase down the one who harmed her to the ends of the earth, much like Ikar.
Vane highly admired such determination in the Crown Princess.
However, merely watching without taking action wasn’t like her.
“Of course not. Keep an eye on them and guide them to the red-light district at an appropriate time.”
“Ah!”
In response to Ikar’s words, Vane nodded vigorously, as if to say, ‘That’s right.’
“Then, should we handle Viscount Croft’s daughter-in-law in the same way as the dethroned prince?”
Dohan asked. Ikar, who seemed to contemplate for a moment, soon spoke.
“Give an appropriate gift to the fake princess.”
Understanding Ikar’s intentions, Dohan nodded.
“Understood. I will report back on the situation later.”
A short distance from Paradisium Palace, the security was not good.
In each area, women wore red hoods or draped green shawls over their shoulders to distinguish between civilians and prostitutes.
Therefore, an appropriate gift for that area meant giving a mark of a prostitute to the fake princess.
Even without a sign, if a young woman roamed the streets alone, the chances of something bad happening were high.
If she was lucky, she might starve to death, but if luck wasn’t on her side, she could become a target of frustration and be beaten to death.
“Your Majesty, is this also an opinion from the Crown Princess?”
When Dohan asked, Vane immediately agreed.
“Of course… It’s a decision befitting the future Empress of the Great Vasker Empire!”
In other words, it meant being unbelievably malicious.
Ikar kept silent.
Although it was before the wedding, no one in the office questioned the fact that he already referred to René as the Empress.
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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