Only then did Arthur chuckle, and then dropped his hand that had been running through his hair to rub his eyes and forehead, murmuring,
“……I’m more jealous than I thought.”
Marina hesitated and doubted her ears.
Arthur soon looked at Marina with a refreshed face.
“I also was rude to Duke Rembrandt. I’m a brute when it comes to my wife alone.”
“…….”
Marina was inexplicably embarrassed and her heart fluttered.
She just felt overwhelmed that he noticed and she was able to explain.
“…….”
Arthur slightly smiled and once again extended his hand to escort Marina.
Unable to continue speaking, Marina looked at Arthur and tightly held the hand he had extended to her.
The lace handkerchief tied inside her sleeve brushed against his arm.
Marina, who had smiled faintly, looked down at the ground and muttered softly,
“Let’s stay here a bit longer… longer than when I was with Duke Rembrandt.”
Arthur let out a small laugh.
He did not answer but did not show any signs of disliking it.
“Just a moment.”
He just adjusted the way he was holding Marina’s hand, reaching a bit deeper inside her sleeve.
And he untied the lace handkerchief tied around Marina’s wrist and neatly tied it again.
For some reason, Marina felt shy, looked at Arthur, and just lowered her gaze and smiled as if to say thank you.
[This is the time separator]“Do you know the Lady?”
The Crown Prince asked Rembrandt.
Rembrandt awkwardly answered while twiddling his thumbs on his knees.
“No, well…… if I must say, it’s just that I knew the Lady alone. We brushed past each other once but the Lady didn’t know it was me. I think she was surprised when she realized I was Rembrandt. I don’t want to fluster the Lady, so please don’t ask any more. I swear there was nothing dishonorable.”
The Crown Prince gave a short laugh.
“I see. Don’t do anything to cause misunderstanding. Arthur is scary when he flips.”
Rembrandt laughed as if it was ridiculous.
“There’s no need to worry. I’m not foolhardy enough to dream of a romance with the Lady of a war hero.”
Saying this, Rembrandt looked at their distant figures.
“…….”
Just before she went back to Arthur, Marina bowed her head with her face reddening and said softly,
“Duke……. Thank you for being considerate. But I’m not really good at lying.”
And she muttered almost inaudibly while pressing her neck.
“……Even if I tried to lie, it would be obvious.”
“So, I’m just…… going to be honest.”
“I can’t say that I’m not a lady……”
“…….”
“But can you keep just one secret?”
“…….”
“That the thing you sold me was the Royal News…….”
Why is she trying to hide that?
What’s wrong with having bought the Royal News…….
There wasn’t even a big story in it anyway.
“…….”
But since it’s Lady’s secret, he had no right to open his mouth about it.
Feeling awkward, Rembrandt scratched the back of his head and watched Marina standing far away with Arthur with a somewhat strange feeling.
[This is the time separator]“There were many improprieties today. I will take my leave now. I’m glad to have met the Lady. Ah, it’s late but congratulations on your marriage.”
“Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”
Marina, believing that she had to finish this moment well, regardless of how things might turn out, smiled politely in response.
Come to think of it, if she handled it well, it might just pass over as nothing.
She won’t see him again once she sends him off now, right?
The Crown Prince will go to the Imperial Palace, and Lady Christina to Julius’ territory.
As long as Duke Rembrandt kept the secret.
A complete happy ending.
Marina smiled.
“Please take care. It was an honor to meet the Light of the Empire.”
Facing Marina, who was seeing him off with a smile, the Crown Prince said with a smile that seemed regretful of parting.
“Will we meet again at the Debutante Ball after the coronation ceremony?”
A shadow fell across Rayna’s smiling face.
“…What?”
The Crown Prince spoke with a grin.
“When you come to the capital, let me know. I will personally invite you two.”
Arthur asked.
“…The Debutante Ball?”
“Oh, you haven’t heard yet?”
The Crown Prince responded, looking at Rayna.
“There will be a Debutante Ball. My lady, you didn’t have a debut, did you?”
What was he talking about?
The Crown Prince continued.
“Because social gatherings were banned during the war when you were seventeen, all the ladies who were supposed to debut at seventeen, eighteen are now all twentytwo, twentythree years old. For five years, all the ladies couldn’t debut.”
Rayna dumbly stared at the Crown Prince, who was speaking continuously.
His voice flowed smoothly.
“So, this spring, from seventeen to twentythree, all the ladies who couldn’t debut will do so. It will be the biggest debutante ball in history.”
Then, the Crown Prince winked at her charmingly…
“At that time, you will undoubtedly be the queen.”
The subjects of the debutante ball were usually between seventeen and eighteen.
However, there has been a fiveyear ban on social gatherings and noble marriages.
Those nobles who had to delay their debut from seventeen to twentythree due to the lack of debutante balls during this time all had to participate in the debutante ball at the imperial palace, greeting the emperor and empress.
Twentytwoyearold Christina was a subject of the debutante ball.
“I, I’m already married… Can I still be a subject of the debutante ball?!”
Crying out in her heart, Rayna tentatively asked.
The Crown Prince responded with a hearty laugh.
“Ha ha. It is a principle that a woman who has already had a debutante ball or has gotten married can receive another invitation to greet the Emperor and Empress as ‘the wife of Mr. so and so’. In your case, you are both the ‘lady of Julius, the Duke’ for the debutante ball, and you have the qualifications to greet as ‘Arthur’s wife’, so you should get two invitations.”
Rayna stopped breathing.
Arthur cocked his head.
“Wouldn’t the former be omitted?”
The Crown Prince stroked his chin.
“Is it? But the debutante ball is once in a lifetime, wouldn’t it be a waste if only you couldn’t do it?”
“!”
The Crown Prince looked at Rayna and smiled brightly.
“I can’t disappoint you. If by any chance they don’t send the invitation separately, I’ll go and talk.”
You don’t have to do that!
Rayna’s face turned pale.
The Crown Prince confidently shrugged his shoulders.
“But even if I don’t say anything, they won’t leave it out, right? She’s the daughter of the Emperor, my brother, the protagonist of the coronation ‘Arthur’s wife. The whole empire knows she’s a lady who couldn’t have her debutante ball at seventeen because of the war and got married. Would they leave it out because she’s a wife who’s already married?”
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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