“That’s impossible.”
“I checked it with my own eyes. They’re heading for the castle now.”
As the leader continuously moved his hands, he quickly explained the situation to Zer.
The guards who followed the leader helped the wounded to mount their horses.
According to the order, they were saving those with severe injuries first.
“There’s no way they would let us go so easily.”
“I don’t know anymore. I’ve been scrutinizing this area all day and there was nobody.”
“What?”
“This place is completely empty. Only you guys have been standing all day.”
Zer quickly looked around at the incredible story.
The sound of trees brushing against each other in the darkness was chillingly audible.
The moonlight illuminating the empty barracks behind was eerily quiet.
A silence so quiet it made one’s hair stand on end.
Zer swallowed his dry saliva deeply due to the rushing tension.
“We’ve been watching since morning in case it’s a trap. We’ve been looking constantly but there’s no one.”
“But it’s dangerous.”
“So let’s escape quickly.”
“You should escape first.”
“Zer. If you have time to say that, run. I will follow on a horse. Two people can’t ride my horse.”
At the soft but firm, low but strong voice, Zer closed his mouth.
“Then I’ll leave first. Please follow quickly.”
Eventually, Zer began to move with the group.
Due to being tied up all day, his legs were not able to muster much strength.
Zer moved even more desperately.
If the escape is delayed due to slow walking, the leader’s end would only be delayed.
Delia approached the remaining prisoners, glancing at their retreating figures.
It was strange even to her.
Such an empty enemy camp, leaving only the prisoners.
But she confirmed it herself.
The Empire’s army marching towards the castle crossing the Alden Plateau, her men left in the empty camp.
She wandered around during the day looking for the Empire’s army that might be there.
But she couldn’t find anything.
It wasn’t until the Empire’s army disappeared beyond the Alden Plateau and the night deepened that she was sure.
They must have left the prisoners behind to prevent their surprise attack.
The Empire’s army got a day closer to the capital of Eorente, and we fell a day behind while hesitating and watching.
A twoday gap was created between the Empire’s army and ours.
Realizing the creepy fact, Delia quickly carried out the rescue operation.
She had to move quickly to rescue the prisoners and return before the Empire’s army attacked the capital.
Her touch became more urgent.
“Thank you.”
“Run first.”
The twentyninth prisoner also started running.
Watching their backs, Delia subconsciously clenched her arm and looked around.
Everything was going well according to plan, but she didn’t know why her heart was pounding so hard.
Is it because she’s nervous?
Delia, who tried to shake off the anxiety, gulped down her dry saliva and approached the last prisoner.
Her injured arm had reached its limit and she couldn’t put any strength into it.
Delia gritted her teeth and moved the knife to the other hand.
Her arm was trembling, but she moved it with desperate strength.
“It’s done.”
Delia, who barely managed to cut the rope with all her strength, looked straight at the last prisoner bathed in moonlight.
The prisoner’s face was shadowed by a hat.
Feeling a chilling sensation down her spine, Delia trembled.
“Can you run? Let’s go. I feel uneasy here.”
Delia turned her body towards her horse and urged the last prisoner.
She wanted to escape from this ominous place quickly.
“Ugh.”
Delia had no choice but to stop due to a hand holding her.
The last prisoner of Eorente was holding her arm.
Delia growled at the impudent act.
“What are you doing, not escaping?”
Daring to touch a royal body.
Moreover, he was accurately holding onto a wound that she had not told anyone about.
Delia looked up at the prisoner with a face twisted in pain.
“Even if we run… we don’t have enough time… Can’t you let go now?”
Despite Delia’s urgent urging, he didn’t let go of her arm.
Instead, he gripped it tighter and curled up his red lips.
Smile?
In this situation?
While Delia was frozen, the last prisoner slowly untied his blindfold with his other hand.
The thin cloth slid down in the moonlight.
When the cloth that covered his eyes disappeared, the last prisoner’s eyes were exposed.
Dark shadows were cast, but his sharp eyes couldn’t be hidden.
Eerie silvergray pupils, more chilling than moonlight, were shining sharply in the darkness.
“Checkmate.”
There was a deep joy in his low, resonating voice.
The chilling moonlight spread over the dark forest, and a dreadful heat that could even swallow it up made her breathless.
“What, who are you?”
Whistle.
The man whistling gripped Delia’s arm tighter.
He pulled it strongly towards himself, and then slowly.
“Ah!”
A groan filled with pain naturally flowed out.
When Delia was drawn closer, the man bent his head and whispered in her ear.
“You use the terrain, but we create it.”
As soon as his words ended, the ground around them stirred and imperial soldiers emerged from everywhere.
Those who had hidden their bodies in the ground and perfectly concealed their presence responded to the man’s call.
“You’ve worked so hard, isn’t it time to accept our invitation now?”
Clickclick.
The sound of loading a gun intertwined with his voice, echoing like the moonlight, and seeped into her ears.
It felt like a butterfly entangled in a meticulous spider web, forgetting even to flap its wings.
“It seems like we have a lot to talk about.”
While Delia was frozen and couldn’t move, the man’s large hand pulled off her hood.
The golden hair flowing out from the removed hood fluttered among the moonlight.
Instinctively wriggling at the eerie atmosphere, but the hand gripping her arm only grew stronger.
“I hope you’ll accept our invitation this time.”
His cold gaze was piercing.
Only then did Delia, who had turned pale, realize her situation.
She was caught.
She was captured as a prisoner by the enemy.
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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