The Emperor had an obsession with the Empress that he was unaware of, so he might have been angry.
Kanaria pouted her lips.
“Why are you so angry?”
“Because I’m cold. It was so cold, I couldn’t bear it.”
Rexus dove into Kanaria’s embrace.
Without any further action, he just cuddled there; Kanaria embraced him.
Whatever happened, it was fine as long as he was in Kanaria’s arms.
Kanaria kissed Rexus’s forehead.
“Oh dear. You’re like a child. Kanaria will warm you up.”
Sometimes Rexus acted like a child begging for his mother’s lap.
Kanaria stroked the back of Rexus, who was simply closing his eyes and exhaling.
“Sing, Kanaria.”
At Rexus’s words, Kanaria sang with a sweet voice.
Singing was one of Kanaria’s proud talents.
Kanaria lived up to her name.
She had captivated the Emperor with a birdlike beautiful song.
Rexus closed his eyes in Kanaria’s arms.
Listening to Kanaria’s song, he felt as if he had forgotten everything in the world.
This was why Rexus kept Kanaria by his side.
The power of the song sung by Kanaria! Rexus exhaled evenly.
The bitter feeling of inferiority.
And the fear that had been hidden deep inside him, had also vanished.
Fear.
Another emotion Rexus felt when he saw Rotera.
The fear that, just as it made Rexus the Emperor, it could plunge him back into the abyss.
The shadow of Rotera was gone, but the terrible feeling of going back to a sleepless past remained.
He couldn’t stop feeling this way whenever he saw the Duke of Rotera, the girl who saved him, and Lenisha.
A sleep like death washed over him.
Now, at last, he felt he could sleep.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]Casius woke up from his sleep.
He hadn’t slept a wink last night.
Lenisha said she would probably sleep soundly for the first time in a long time, but for Casius, it was the opposite.
Casius sat on the bed and frantically ruffled his hair.
“Ugh!”
Really. I’m going crazy!
Casius clenched his head as if he was going to tear it out.
He felt like he was going mad every time Lenisha came to mind.
The warmth leaning on his chest and sobbing sounds wouldn’t leave his mind.
His chest ached as if a scar had been left for several days. Now…
Casius took a deep breath and abruptly stood up.
Wielding a sword is the best way to clear these useless thoughts.
“Ah.”
Casius moved and then stopped.
“Crazy man.”
He had completely forgotten that Lexsus was plotting Casius’s marriage because he was thinking about Lenisha.
Casius clicked his tongue in disappointment and held his waist.
The madman infected with rabies is trying to handle my marriage on his own, and now I’m throwing it away…
“Casius, get a grip.”
Chiding himself, Casius went into the bathroom.
I don’t know which woman he intends to bring, but her life was pitiable.
She would be Lexsus’s sacrifice, after all.
I think I’ll have to consult with Terion about what to do.
The mad Emperor must have had a reason for holding onto Casius instead of sending him to Hilosha.
Casius surrendered himself to the hot water.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]“Wedding? A wedding?”
“Yeah. Marriage.”
Terion’s eyes widened.
Casius glared at Terion, who was pacing in place.
What nonsense is he about to say with that face?
It was when Casius pursed his lips.
“You’re someone who can… get married.”
“What?”
“No, nothing.”
Terion laughed awkwardly.
“I’ve never thought you would marry. I thought Casius might live alone for the rest of his life.”
“Why?”
“Why is… why is, well. Just because. Sir Casius, have you ever brushed your fingertips against a woman?”
Lenisha came to mind.
“Or have you ever talked to a woman alone?”
Lenisha came to mind again.
“Or have you ever even exchanged glances with a woman?”
Lenisha came to mind again and again.
Terion is undoubtedly a useless servant.
He had recalled Lenisha, who had just been driven out of his mind.
Casius glared sharply at Terion.
“Why are you looking at me like that? I only picked out the right words! Did you know the knights are betting? That Sir Casius is impotent, gay, or asexual.”
Terion added, giggling, that no one had bet on him being heterosexual.
Casius clenched his teeth.
“Which bastards…!”
“For the record, I bet on impotence.”
Terion smiled brightly.
Casius threw the towel he was holding.
There wasn’t a sane one among them. There was someone else to consult.
Casius regretted when Terion said with a smile,
“What are you worrying about? It will be the Emperor’s will anyway. Just think about settling safely in Hilosha and bringing the tribes with you now.”
Casius lowered his hand.
“……That’s right.”
It was not a time for foolish worries.
The weight of Hasham still weighed heavily on Casius.
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…
——
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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