The palace was busy with festival preparations, but our spot was peaceful.
“Thanks for sharing that with me.”
Instead of replying, Anselot just chuckled lightly.
It was the first time Anselot, who always maintained a boundary of secrets from me, shared his story. I felt a bit closer to him.
Maybe I was intoxicated by the atmosphere.
So without realizing, I wanted to delve deeper into that boundary.
“Hey, Anselot. After this journey.”
My voice was unusually gentle in the warm night air.
“After we defeat Helheim and complete the scenario, will you still be by my side?”
Pause.
Suddenly, Anselot’s face, which had a calm smile, cracked with surprise.
He seemed taken aback by my unexpected question. The warm air surrounding us suddenly dissipated.
“…….”
Anselot parted his lips hesitantly, then closed them again.
Perhaps it would have been better if he had playfully asked, ‘Why? Do you want me to be there?’
Seeing my expression fade, Anselot caught me with a confused look.
“Wait, princess.”
“It’s okay. Your silence is enough of an answer.”
But I smiled forcibly and removed his hand that was holding me.
“…….”
Anselot didn’t even offer a comforting lie in response.
I bit my lower lip, offered a formal goodnight, and left first.
As I turned away from him, a hollow wind brushed across my heart.
Strange. Why does it hurt so much?
I must have been unknowingly hoping.
Unknowingly relying.
The next morning, at breakfast.
Only the clinking of utensils echoed in the dining room.
“Prin…”
Just as Anselot was about to speak.
“Ah, that was delicious.”
I loudly set down my utensils, smiled brightly, and stood up from my seat.
On the way back to the room, Piya and Ile emerged, trotting behind me.
“Chirp?”
“Lu, did you fight with Anselot?” Piya asked.
“What are you talking about? Why would I fight with Anselot?”
“Chirp…”
“But Lu, since a while ago, you haven’t even looked at Anselot…”
“Me?”
“Chirp!”
“Yes, you!”
‘Did I do that?’
I tilted my head in thought. Well, I didn’t particularly want to see Anselot’s face.
Especially after he couldn’t answer my question yesterday, leaving a crack in his expression.
If Anselot looked at me with the same expression as yesterday… then I would also…
Suddenly, I felt a rush of emotion. ‘Why am I feeling this way?’
I shook my head to dispel the rising questions and thoughts.
“Lu.”
At that moment, Ile tugged at the hem of my clothes.
“Are you feeling bad?”
“No, not really.”
I internally regretted causing concern to the adorable Ile.
Ile tilted his head a few more times, then asked in his innocent voice, “Is it because of Anselot?”
“It’s not like that…”
“Do you want me to get rid of Anselot?”
“What are you talking about!”
I was startled and raised my voice.
But Ile still looked at me with his innocent expression, seemingly unaware of the terrifying nature of his words.
“Ile, you can’t just get rid of people because you’re feeling bad.”
I bent down to Ile’s eye level and explained gently.
Ile, having had little interaction with people before meeting me, might have a different moral perspective…
“Why?”
Ile blinked, genuinely not understanding.
‘How do I explain why you can’t just eliminate people?’
I felt perplexed but patiently explained.
“Think about it, Ile. What happens if you get rid of someone because you’re feeling bad?”
“Hmm…”
After a moment of contemplation, Ile’s face lit up.
“I’d feel better!”
Ile responded cheerfully, smiling broadly.
“…”
I was at a loss for words.
But Ile, expecting praise, nudged his head towards me slightly.
It was his way of signaling for a head pat.
I obliged, gently stroking his hair, while pondering how to guide him further on this complex moral issue.
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!”
——
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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