Sephia grabbed a shawl and stepped out of the Empress’s Palace.
The path felt familiar, as if she could navigate it with her eyes closed.
Yet, it was disorienting.
Every forthcoming moment seemed distant.
‘A clear hostility.’
Such strong malice was something she hadn’t felt since leaving her homeland.
It was as if everything she had was being declared to be taken away.
Above all, Demios and Titie appeared to be a complete couple.
She aimlessly wandered the darkened garden.
When she looked up again, Sephia found herself in an unfamiliar place.
‘Where am I?’
She had lost her way in the Imperial Palace, which she thought she knew so well.
In front of a secluded, unlit palace.
A massive, cold, yet beautiful embossed door.
Soon, Sephia realized where she was.
‘This is… an empty palace.’
She had heard of it.
The title of a Grand Duke without an owner.
And about the ghost palace.
‘I heard it was created during the previous Emperor’s reign. But no one has held it.’
Everyone knew about this unique title.
But it had remained ownerless for a long time.
‘It’s my first time visiting.’
Sephia had only heard rumors but never expected to find herself here.
How did she end up here?
She must have been out of sorts.
During busy days, she could pretend everything was fine.
But in moments of rest, it was hard to escape her thoughts.
Especially today.
Sephia closed her eyes tightly.
‘I should go back.’
At that moment, a sharp wind blew.
The shawl she was holding lightly slipped from her grasp.
The fabric caught the wind and disappeared from her sight.
‘It’s cold.’
She felt bitterly cold, having lost just a shawl.
Even though deep winter had yet to arrive.
Sephia huddled up.
She knew she needed to return but found it difficult to take that first step.
That’s when it happened.
“Excuse me.”
Sephia’s eyes widened.
With a pleasing deep voice, a coat was draped over her shoulders.
The warmth enveloping her back.
It was a man’s coat, warmed by someone else’s body heat.
Sephia turned around.
There stood a man, his back to the moon.
His eyes, craned up to meet, shone like the sun, a brilliant gold.
His handsome face was framed by black hair, as pure as the darkest night.
Even standing under the moonlight in the middle of the night, he had warm eyes.
Sephia silently observed him.
In response, the corners of the man’s mouth curved into a soft arc.
“Your clothes are too thin. The night is chilly.”
He carefully fastened the front of the coat wrapped around Sephia’s shoulders.
His hands, glimpsed briefly, were neat and large, matching his appearance.
Due to the size difference, Sephia was almost engulfed by the coat. But.
‘It’s warm.’
The cold that had engulfed her moments ago seemed to have completely dissipated.
Sephia fiddled with the unfamiliar coat, scrutinizing the man.
His appearance and demeanor were not in her memory.
‘What species is he?’
This was the Empire of Therians.
There was no news of a human guest visiting, so this man must also be a beast.
Carnivorous or herbivorous?
Despite his gentle face, the impression of a predator was strong.
A large one, with its claws hidden.
The man was wearing only a thin shirt, owing to giving up his coat.
Sephia, somewhat concerned, spoke.
“You seem to be wearing quite thin clothes yourself.”
She had responded a bit brusquely, not fitting the dignity of an Empress.
She didn’t show it, but she was flustered.
However, contrary to Sephia’s expectation, the man didn’t seem offended. Instead.
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…
——
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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