For a moment, I couldn’t breathe, so I grabbed my throat and took a deep breath.
“Oh, this is… it’s not just one or two divine powers. Did the Crusaders come as a group…?”
Today, I was in good condition. Damn it.
My vision suddenly blurred.
Closing my eyes tightly and opening them again, I saw dozens of armored footsteps.
“What is the Empress doing here?”
An ice-cold voice that made my nape tingle.
Ah, Enrikeda.
It had been a long time since I met her after the welcome ceremony.
“Why are the knights of Kwon in the training ground of the Imperial Knights?”
A faint anger could be felt in her tone.
For some reason, Enrikeda came here already angry.
It doesn’t seem like she came to look for me, but it feels like she got angrier because I’m here.
“The ones behind me are the Crusaders… that’s right.”
White jackets with silver emblems. Individuals with blue capes draped over one shoulder.
Knights of the Holy Order, Crusaders.
Among them, there was a face I saw on the day I died, right at that spot.
“Answer, Empress.”
How can I answer when I can’t breathe?
I’m annoyed, but unless I spread rumors that I’m a demon, I have to speak.
I opened my burning throat and replied with a suppressed voice.
“I was watching over the knights.”
“Empress? What does the Empress know?”
“That’s true too.”
Today, I don’t have the energy to fight.
I am currently under pressure akin to stopping a giant comet with my bare body.
‘I don’t know why she came, but she should leave without picking a useless fight.’
My complexion feels pale as it changes rapidly.
But Enrique, who is of little help, just scrutinizes me closely without moving.
“If you have nothing to say, I’ll leave now.”
At the moment when I was about to change my steps.
“Why did you do that to Helene?”
Of course, he brought up Helene’s story.
Helene, who returned to the Lily Palace, seemed to have thrown a fit.
“Empress, if you were so well-prepared, the saint wouldn’t have had to go to Ansel for suffering.”
“Is that a thank-you note for the one who saved Your Majesty’s hometown?”
Ah, I don’t want to fight today.
It’s only a loss for me if I argue.
But why does it make me so angry?
“Your Majesty has a very unique way of expressing gratitude.”
“How did you know that such a thing would happen to Ansel?”
“I don’t know if you’ll believe it when I say it, but I received a revelation. But now that I think about it, it might have been a useless thing. I should have just let it float away. So that the saint could go later and comfort the pitiful people.”
Don’t be sarcastic. Don’t be sarcastic.
I thought that way, but it was useless after all.
‘He didn’t come with so many knights to interrogate me. He didn’t even notice that I was here.’
Then why did Enrique come?
“Who did you learn to mock like that?”
“Oh, should I apologize for not being able to roll my tongue like that woman? I didn’t know today was the first time I learned that the Empress could act cute?”
The Imperial Knights witnessing the verbal sparring between me and Enrique froze as it was. The sound of a hammer hitting a nail was audible.
The expressions of the sacred knights were very bad, clearly showing thoughts like ‘How dare she insult the saint.’
“Your Majesty. Just now, Empress mentioned… that she received a revelation.”
At that moment, a knight within the Holy Order quietly spoke up. In response, Enrique turned to me with a skeptical gaze.
“Was it not a lie to attract attention?”
“Why would I want to attract Her Majesty’s attention for anything good?”
“…Lately, who do you think of? It’s really annoying.”
“Even the god who is in me says that Your Majesty finds me annoying.”
Ah, it feels like the sound of my precious life is being shaved off in seconds.
Now it would be nice if they could slowly explain the reason for coming here.
It still doesn’t show, but soon it will be evident that my breathing is becoming labored.
I didn’t want Enrique to see me collapsing in front of him.
“It’s good that the Empress is here. I’ve come here directly to show respect for the knights of the Balquiere who have worked hard so far.”
“What?”
The knights of Balquiere questioned with uncertainty. At that moment, one of the sacred knights stepped forward and shouted.
“How dare you question Her Majesty!”
“…!”
Unable to say anything in front of the Crusaders. This is still the position of Balquiere.
I observed it with my own eyes.
I somehow knew what Enrique was trying to say.
“I express gratitude for the service you have provided to the country and the royal family so far. However.”
Yes, please break the tension here.
“At this moment, in this place, Balquiere will be disbanded.”
Ah, that’s even better!
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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