It was only when the two men’s voices became noticeably calmer that Reneb opened her mouth.
Still looking displeased, Reneb laid out the pleasantness of the place to the two men.
“Really, look. There’s not a single injury, and in fact, I feel healthier than before.”
The Duke of Seiren and Patrick then took a quick glance around the reception room.
“Certainly, it doesn’t seem like you’re being mistreated… Hmm.”
As he said that, Patrick fiddled with a nearby ornament.
It may be unbelievable, but before Reneb could add that all of it was made of gems, she said something else.
“Are both of you here, Duke of the West?”
At Reneb’s question, the Duke of Seiren let out a deep sigh. Glancing at him, Patrick answered.
“Bashuker sent an oath stating he won’t even glimpse the western border from his side. For the three years you’ve been here.”
A fragment of a past memory suddenly surfaced.
Come to think of it, at this time was when the internal strife over Paradium’s throne had reached its peak.
When there was no pressure from Bashuker.
And when the 1st princess returned to Paradium, Lucius ascended to the throne, and the situation was resolved.
“How are things at the imperial palace now?”
Reneb’s question caused the Duke of Seiren’s eyes to widen slightly.
It was a field in which Reneb, before her return, had shown no interest, so it was quite surprising.
Reneb quickly added,
“I’m a bit worried that this incident might widen the discord between Her Majesty the Empress and Her Highness the Imperial Consort.”
Reneb’s sly smile prompted the Duke of Seiren to say, somewhat convinced,
“Even without that, the 1st Prince’s sickness has greatly worried Her Majesty the Empress.”
Reneb’s eyes widened at this.
In her previous life, the 1st Prince had died of illness.
But it was supposed to happen a little further in the future.
As Reneb looked down and lost herself in thought, Patrick carefully opened his mouth.
“Reneb. Are you okay?”
“Yeah? Sure. But I didn’t expect Emperor Bashuker to allow Father and Brother to enter the country.”
At Reneb’s question, the two men of Seiren exchanged glances.
“Ha……, whether to tell you or not……”
Patrick got that far when the Duke of Seiren interrupted.
“Reneb, let’s return to the Seiren duchy today.”
“Excuse me?”
Despite being taken aback by the Duke of Seiren’s outrageous suggestion, Reneb calmly attempted to persuade him.
“Father. His Majesty the Emperor is someone who keeps his word. He promised me that I will safely set foot on my homeland after three years.”
“…….”
“I’m doing fine, so don’t worry too much, Father.”
Reneb smiled faintly, but the two men of the Siren House still looked displeased.
Reneb changed the subject.
“Speaking of which, Father, Patrick still doesn’t have a fiancée.”
Patrick jumped at the sudden attack.
“Wh, What are you talking about all of a sudden, Reneb! A fiancée.”
“Reneb is right. Patrick, you’ve reached the age to get married.”
After discussing Patrick’s engagement a little more, the two men stood up.
“If something happens, send a letter anytime. Don’t forget that the Siren Duke’s House is always behind you.”
“Yes. Reneb, just say the word if you don’t want to be here, and we’ll come to get you anytime.”
“Thank you, Father, Patrick.”
A corner of her heart ached unnecessarily because of her family who genuinely cared for her.
The Siren Duke, who had hugged Reneb and patted her back, added as if he had just remembered.
“Oh right, Reneb. Amber came with us.”
“Amber?”
Reneb’s eyes widened.
Amber was a maid who served Reneb at the Siren Duke’s residence, and she had a young sister and a sick mother to take care of.
That’s why they hadn’t brought her from far away.
Hearing her name being called, Amber, who had run from the next room, plunged into Reneb’s arms.
“Mistress! Leaving without a word, I was so upset. My goodness, Mistress! Look at your wrist, it’s like dry twigs…….”
Amber held Reneb’s hand tightly and rattled on.
“Calling Lady’s wrist dry twigs, aren’t your words a bit harsh?”
Kieren glanced at Amber and grumbled, but Amber seemed entirely unconcerned.
Since Kieren had been the one attending Reneb in Amber’s absence, he seemed to have taken it as a reprimand for not having taken good care of the mistress.
However, perhaps because he knew that Amber’s nagging came from concern for Reneb, Kieren didn’t raise his voice.
“I’m eating enough.”
“But still…….”
Reneb said a few words that she was doing very well, but Amber’s eyes were full of worry.
Reneb found Amber a bit bothersome but not unpleasant.
Amber was an affectionate child.
Although younger than Reneb, having taken on the role of head of the household, looking after a sick mother and younger sibling, she seemed to have matured early for her age.
That was why Reneb cared for her.
Reneb believed that a person’s character was partly innate, but mostly shaped by the environment.
Seeing Amber, who was mature and grownup for her age, naturally reminded her of Caeli.
Reneb’s expression darkened a little.
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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