“No way… Do you remember?”
Brody, who seemed to be about to say something in response to his question, suddenly closed her mouth.
Kissing in the potato field, she remembered that a while ago. However, whether she should acknowledge and remember it, or keep it hidden, became a dilemma.
“That… Teddy already told me everything.”
In the end, Brody replied ambiguously. The truth is the truth, but it’s a half-truth.
“Teddy?”
Idan was suddenly perplexed when Teddy’s name came up.
If it’s something that happened inside the room, no one else would know except for him and her… Could it be something that happened outside?
“What did Teddy say?”
“People saw everything. In the potato field! I… to the General…!”
Ew, while saying that, Brody finally covered her face with her hands. Her ears, not completely covered, were visibly turning red.
Idan blinked his eyes, and unconsciously, his lips rose to cover his laughter, using his hand to hide it.
Whatever happened, he usually handled it without much embarrassment, so it was surprising to see him feeling awkward about this.
“Oh, huh… really? Someone saw that?”
“Haven’t you heard about it from the General?”
“Who tells me private stories? It’s rare.”
“….”
Come to think of it, that was true.
Who could approach the seemingly unapproachable and calm Grand Duke and casually spill the beans about “intense love activities in the potato field yesterday”? Even though he was not as rough and cold-hearted as he appeared when you opened the lid, that was the image he had built up until now.
“But it would be like that for me! Now, if I encounter Coni or other women, I’ll tease them directly! Even if the soldiers can’t say anything, they’ll snicker and tease me.”
It felt unfair somehow. Of course, he couldn’t say anything because it was his fault against Idan. But still!
Seeing Brody continuing to panic, Idan said.
“Well, it was an open space, so someone probably saw it. But wouldn’t they just know that we were close because we were far away?”
Although it was a comforting remark from Idan’s perspective, it didn’t provide any comfort to Brody.
So, Brody shouted like this.
“No, if I did something strange, you should have just knocked me out with a shot! Hit the back of my head!”
Idan replied thoughtfully.
“Well, I can’t do that. It might cause harm if done wrong.”
Why! Why doesn’t it work like in dramas! Is it impossible in reality?!
“If you faint, the General can lick it off!”
“Lick… no, that…”
And so, Brody chattered about impossible things, and with a scream, buried her face in the pillow again.
In reality, Idan didn’t care much about what others thought.
Wasn’t it somewhat similar when they went down to Ferdan Fortress together, riding on the same carriage? Everyone must have seen it anyway.
“That’s different. It couldn’t be helped because of motion sickness.”
“Then what about in the South?”
“That too. Because of Jax’s attack, I needed the General’s help.”
Idan nodded.
It seemed that Brody’s criteria were divided between what was embarrassing and what wasn’t based on whether it was ‘practical or not.’
While Idan organized his thoughts, Brody spoke up.
“And, um, well, I sort of clung to the General. I’m sorry for showing such a scene because of me. Ah, it’s really embarrassing.”
“Don’t worry about it if it’s because of me. I don’t care much.”
“….”
That was somewhat fortunate. If Idan had scolded or hinted at Brody for the Grand Duke’s dignity, it would have been much more challenging than it is now.
Brody was actually a bit unfair.
‘I kissed him because I was worried about the General’s headache. It was because I was absent-minded… We did something in a public place, but.’
However, Brody also knew that blaming Idan for his headache was absurd.
Half of it was an excuse to consider his headache, and the other half… Honestly, she thought that maybe she just did it because she wanted to.
She couldn’t remember exactly what she felt at the time…
But she was really excited at the banquet yesterday.
She wanted to share that excitement with someone and had been thinking about hugging Idan in joy ever since the banquet.
“….”
It was because of alcohol. Because of alcohol. The embarrassing history was because of alcohol.
As the familiar melody played in her mind, Brody sighed.
“Anyway, I’ll be more careful so that such things never happen again. There won’t be a next time.”
“….”
So, this incident ended in an unsatisfactory(?) way for Idan.
Then the conversation soon shifted to the next topic.
This time, Brody brought it up first.
“The Chief of Staff is recovering smoothly. He’s taking the medicine well. Now Teddy is taking care of him. We agreed to switch shifts at dawn.”
“That’s good. Thanks for taking care of River.”
“No problem.”
On the contrary, she was glad she didn’t have to go outside, using the excuse of River’s nursing. Teddy also seemed to have a sense of discretion, as he didn’t tease her more about the potato field incident.
Brody sighed and continued speaking.
“But aren’t you going to ask about it?”
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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