“Did Canaria easily give this up?”
The court eunuch awkwardly laughed.
Reading much from that laughter, Lenisha clicked her tongue.
Lexus’s madness was really beyond comprehension.
Inside the bedroom, Haelin was waiting for Lenisha.
Her face was stained with bruises. Lenisha sighed.
“Lenisha.”
“…Haelin.”
A streak crossed Lenisha’s eyes.
Emotions that had been suppressed surged up to the throat.
Lenisha thought she was good at enduring.
After all, hadn’t she endured Lexus until now?
However, even that patience seemed to be racing toward its end.
Lexus kept harming Lenisha’s people.
If only she could uproot that evil, everything would be resolved, but it seemed elusive.
Lenisha clenched her lips.
“Don’t make that face, Lenisha. I’m fine.”
“How can this…?”
“It’s a scar of glory. This time, I saved Isabella.”
Haelin gently touched her face.
If Haelin hadn’t volunteered, Isabella would have suffered in her place.
“Information leaked, Haelin. There was a traitor.”
Lenisha spoke with a boiling voice.
“The Emperor wasn’t completely foolish. He planted a spy near Viscount Calliot, and Gayle took Viscount Calliot’s position… Viscount Calliot died, and Gayle betrayed Isabella.”
“…”
Haelin nodded.
“I knew it wouldn’t be an easy path. That’s why it’s okay, Lenisha. I’m satisfied that I saved Isabella.”
“…Lexus won’t stop here.”
The Emperor would do anything to control Lenisha.
Not just Haelin.
He was likely to grab Isabella and Brixton with his hands.
Lexus’s unreasonably obsessive attachment to Lenisha was growing day by day.
Lenisha gripped the table.
Lenisha clenched her fist.
She had put a lot at stake.
Not just Lenisha, but many others were risking their lives in this matter.
Lenisha had to shoulder not only her life but also the lives of others and jump into the fire.
“…It won’t take long.”
Before Lexus reached Heloshine.
Before he recklessly crossed the line.
“Just wait a little longer.”
Haelin embraced Lenisha’s shoulders.
Canaria combed her hair with trembling hands.
What she had barely obtained was taken away again.
Canaria was a queen with only appearances.
All signs were pointing to Lenisha as the Empress.
The Empress’s palace had also returned to Lenisha, and rumors were circulating that Lenisha would welcome the envoy.
What remained for Canaria was only Barbara and this old, dilapidated palace, and finally, her child.
“All this… Did I do all this for…?”
Canaria tore at her stomach.
“Queen Canaria!”
“Is what’s in this belly really going to protect me? Look at me, Barbara. See how I’m chased away again!”
“…You’re still the Empress. You have to do what you can. Are you going to give up like this?”
“I was going to run away anyway, wasn’t I? What’s the use of giving birth to a child!”
Canaria struck her belly with her fist.
Barbara coldly stared at Canaria, who was gasping and bursting into tears.
Canaria’s heart is too tender.
Her emotions change a dozen times a day.
As the time to give birth approaches, Canaria seems to be consumed by fear.
“Then give it to me.”
“What?”
“I’ll make the Crown Prince an Emperor.”
Barbara said maliciously.
“Empress, you’ll escape as we’ve prepared. I’ll take the Crown Prince with me…”
Barbara circled around.
The supporters of the Emperor were just a semblance of blood ties.
The reason they support Lexus is only one.
It’s because of the unique legitimacy of Hyentry flowing in his body.
And the child is expected to be born as Lexus’s child.
The doctor has already mentioned signs of premature birth.
There’s a possibility of the child being born much earlier than the due date.
And the child’s body also carries legitimacy.
People believe the child is Lexus’s.
Currently, the largest faction supporting Lexus is…
“I’ll take the Crown Prince to Cloud.”
“You?”
“Yes.”
Barbara nodded.
What couldn’t she do?
As the Duchess of Cloud, she could make the child an Emperor.
“What about joining hands with Lenisha? Wouldn’t that be faster? If we bring Lenisha to our side.”
“Empress, the Emperor attacked Heloshine. It wasn’t official, but there’s a rumor that someone was brought to the imperial city and tortured.”
“…And?”
“Will Lenisha try to make the Emperor an Emperor with the Emperor’s bloodline?”
“Ah…”
Canaria dropped her head.
Canaria’s shoulders, which had become haggard, shook.
Canaria found it too difficult to adapt to this jungle-like place that changed twelve times a day.
Canaria’s song was also losing its light.
What she had tried to grasp in her hands became increasingly blurry.
“So, I’ll go to Duke Cloud. The Duke is an old man with many twists and turns. He believes in preserving tradition. Whether Emperor Lexus is… in any case, Duke Cloud will make the Crown Prince an Emperor.”
Barbara suggested a new path to Canaria.
“…What about Marquis Denver?”
“Marquis Denver is also under Duke Cloud, Your Highness. We need to ally with the greatest power.”
Canaria nodded with a confused expression.
The eyelids of Canaria, who embraced her belly, trembled.
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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