With a fluttering heart, I entered the training hall.
Sure enough, just as Sharon said, the training hall was empty at this time.
Devices that could turn on lamps were installed here and there on the wall, but if I turned on the light, light would leak out, exposing my presence.
It was safer for my eyes to get used to the darkness.
As I looked around the training hall, I found a corner where weapons were displayed.
Training wooden swords and real swords were lined up in a row.
Without hesitation, I went straight there and picked up a real sword.
As I held the sword handle for the first time in a long time, a shiver ran through my palm.
If Prince Tesler was in front of me now, I wanted to do exactly what he did to Bonis.
Holding the sword tightly, I imagined blowing off his damned finger, no, his entire hand.
As time went by, the training hall was getting darker.
I took a deep breath, holding the sword.
Thinking that Prince Tesler stood in all directions in front of me, the side, and the back, I started swinging the sword.
This crappy reality where the only way was to swing a sword in the air was also another enemy of mine.
As I moved frantically, sweat poured like rain.
Holding the sword for the first time in a long time and crying with my whole body, the heat in my body went down rapidly despite my feelings.
I kept slashing at the darkness with my lips tightly shut.
It seemed that if my lips opened a little, curses would spur out.
I had to hide my anger and wait.
Because revenge is accompanied by waiting.
I moved around the training hall, connecting all the movements of swordsmanship.
My breath was heavy.
Finally, I spat out a breath like vomiting between my tightly closed lips.
“Ha, ha, damn!”
I threw the sword I was holding, knelt and sat on the floor.
Sweat and tears mixed together and fell heavily on the floor.
“I just need to confirm that Bonis is safe…”
I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and bit my lower lip.
I can’t be weak already.
I had to think about what to do next.
But I couldn’t think of anything right now.
And Rinel…
If he’s in danger because of me?
As Duke Martins said, finding the spy planted by Prince Tesler in the royal family was a priority.
I sat on the floor for a while, imagining his reaction when I confessed to him that I was the acting empress.
I couldn’t get a sense of how heavy the betrayal he would feel towards me would be.
“I have to unravel one by one.”
Although my mind was messed up, I tried to calm my mind.
Then I heard someone’s voice at the entrance of the training hall.
“I knew it… my feeling was right.”
I quickly picked up the sword I had thrown on the ground and stood up.
“Who is it? It doesn’t seem to be a knight under me.”
The man calmly walked towards me holding the sword and asked.
Stay calm.
He won’t see my face.
Unless the lamp is turned on, the training hall is completely dark, so he won’t be able to know my existence.
But won’t he recognize me if he sees me up close?
‘Don’t worry. That man, he can’t see.’
The god inside me said.
‘But don’t let your guard down. He’s a skilled sword master.’
What? That man is a sword master?
Looking at him walking accurately towards me, he didn’t look like a blind person.
“Who are you?”
I asked with a wary voice.
“Hmm, looking at you not knowing me, you don’t seem to be someone from the royal family?”
The man seemed to come towards me, but then he changed his direction, leaned against the wall and crossed his arms.
“A female knight swinging a sword alone in the training hall inside the royal family, not even turning on the lamp…”
The man murmured interestingly while stroking his chin.
At first, I thought he was a knight managing this training hall, but looking at his speech and appearance, he seemed to have a quite high rank.
Moreover, the energy I felt from the man was starkly different from the ordinary knights.
As the god said, he seemed to be an outstanding person in swordsmanship.
The man’s hand went up to the sword sheath he was carrying on his right side.
He seemed to have sensed my energy too.
I quickly held the sword upright.
If that man comes at me with a sword, I will have to fight in the darkness.
It was better than revealing that I was the empress.
“It’s clear that you’re not a knight who was here. It’s a strange energy that I’ve never felt before. Who on earth are you?”
“…”
“If you came here to assassinate our Emperor, it seems like you’ve lost your way?”
Without a care in the world, the man brought up the assassination of the Emperor of the Lapion Empire.
Was he a knight who held animosity towards Rinel?
Judging by her smile, it seemed that wasn’t the case.
“Hmm, now that I look at it…”
The man tilted his head, as if he’d just noticed my existence, and drew out the end of his sentence.
My heart started to beat.
“So, they said they were going to choose a knight for Her Majesty the Empress’ guard, looks like they’ve already chosen one.”
What? They chose a guard for me? What on earth is he talking about?
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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