Delia averted her gaze from Aaron and pulled her hood down deep.
“I’ll depart alone.”
Leaving a bewildered Aaron behind, Delia spurred her horse.
The crisp sound of Luigi’s hooves echoed through the royal capital.
The edge of her robe fluttered like wings in the breeze.
Aaron, as if deeply inhaling the lingering scent, mumbled softly.
“Acting like a spoiled princess.”
Resisting her temptation was an impossible task.
Desperate to catch up, just like darkness chasing after light, Aaron quickly mounted his horse and followed Delia.
The prepared Imperial soldiers also followed the commander in unison.
The dust they stirred up covered the royal capital in a pale cloud.
Roeni, Kirence, and the southern three nations of Iorente had deep-rooted histories and traditions. Geographically, being adjacent to the sea, they held a strategic position connecting the continent and the ocean. The beautiful natural environment allowed easy exposure to foreign cultures, leading to the development of diverse cultures and arts. Their pride in the advanced civilization was not easily broken.
“There is Paski Bango. It’s the village where the first bank on the continent was established.”
Amidst the rhythmic sound of hooves, Delia’s voice resonated peacefully.
Delia’s eyes sparkled with pride in Iorente as she explained while passing through small villages.
“As traders coming into Iorente exchange their money for the continental currency, financial services have developed.”
Aaron glanced discreetly at where Delia’s finger pointed.
A small castle standing on the blue meadow preserved significant historical value, guarding its place.
Clouds drifted leisurely in the azure sky spreading behind the castle.
“If you continue west after passing through that village, you’ll reach the famous Belloni Royal University. It’s a prestigious school that has produced countless scholars.”
Excitedly, Delia took off her hood as if her view felt cramped.
“There will be a festival soon; let’s go together.”
In response to Delia’s proposal, Aaron smiled mockingly, as if to say, “Why should we go to a university festival when we’re not students?”
“It’s a royal school. It’s the school we’re going to support and nurture in the future.”
“Really, I have to do all sorts of things.”
“It’s not just an ordinary university festival. Scholars from the eastern continent across the sea also attend. Parents attend every year. Considering the scale and level, Commander, you’ll be pleasantly surprised.”
Under the clear light, Delia’s face was full of pride.
Harmonizing with the green nature of Iorente, Delia’s color appeared even richer.
“Our mentor who taught you is also at Belloni Royal University. I’ll introduce you during this festival.”
Is it really necessary?
Aaron, who hadn’t spoken much during the explanation, looked at Delia’s sparkling eyes of Iorente.
Even to Aaron’s eyes, Iorente reflected in the clear eyes was charming.
Delia without Iorente was unimaginable.
“Do you like it that much?”
“What?”
With a sudden question, Delia giggled, tilting her head.
The jewels hanging from her head reflected light in a colorful way as Delia made a playful gesture.
“Iorente. Do you like it that much?”
“Of course. It’s the country where I was born and raised.”
The procession of Aaron and Delia, lined up between the long rows of cypress trees, continued to stretch.
Amidst the tranquil path, the rhythmic sound of hooves resonated cheerfully.
The atmosphere of Iorente was beautiful enough to captivate the two.
“I don’t love Stilleit as much as you do.”
With a pensive expression, Aaron looked at the wind shaking the cypress trees.
The dappled light reflecting through rustling leaves resembled her vividly.
“Seriously, why don’t you love your own country?”
Avoiding a direct answer, Aaron gazed into the distant sky. Images of the situation in Stilleit’s mainland flashed through Aaron’s firm mind.
A place where a dazzling light poured down to the point of breathlessness, filled with a thick scent of perfume that could numb one’s nose.
Various chaotic elements paralyzed peripheral senses, and the distorted laughter led to hedonism.
Someone might have called it a beautiful world of light, but to Aaron, it was nothing more than a dark swamp.
The only thing he could trust there was himself.
A world where yesterday’s brother could turn into today’s enemy—a ruthless world.
A world where a loving mother whispered to kill one’s kin—a cruel world.
It had been a long time since he had escaped from there, not wanting to be swept away.
Adjusting his military cap, Aaron shook off the deep-seated resentment that tried to cling to him.
“Princess.”
Aaron turned his head to look at Delia.
Delia’s azure eyes sparkled with curiosity about Aaron.
“Maybe I could love Iorente too.”
Unexpectedly, Delia’s eyes widened at Aaron’s words.
“Really? For real?”
“Yeah, for real.”
Without hesitation, Aaron’s response brought a blossoming smile to Delia’s face.
“As expected, I knew it would be like that.”
Delia already knew because she had experienced it.
How painful it was to point a gun at someone you wanted to be with.
That’s why Aaron’s answer was even more precious.
Knowing that the person you want to be with shares the same heart and looks in the same direction is such a beautiful blessing.
Delia knew.
The indescribable joy spilled out with the trembling voice.
“I thought Commander would come to love Iorente.”
The wind that had passed through the meadow brushed against Aaron.
Delia’s joyful smile, like golden waves, reached Aaron solely with the wind.
Aaron, looking at Iorente harmonized with Delia, silently repeated to himself.
“Yeah, how could I not love such a beautiful place?”
True light for him was here, in Iorente.
It was in the blue sky resembling Delia’s eyes.
In the warm sunlight resembling Delia’s hair.
In the fragrant wind resembling Delia’s scent.
In the refreshing meadow resembling Delia’s smile.
For Aaron, not loving Iorente was even more challenging.
True brightness for him was here, in Iorente.
It was in Delia’s blue eyes.
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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