The Emperor said he was a man without divinity. He said that once the purpose was achieved, the tool would be ruthlessly discarded. Yes, that might be true. I didn’t know if he would kill himself and his younger brother after completing the mission.
But if I refused, he would definitely kill both of us immediately. There were no exceptions.
So, I had to choose the side with even a slight possibility of survival. What else could I do?
“Receive this.”
The Emperor handed her something. It was a neatly folded parchment document.
Seyra, absentmindedly accepted the item and looked back and forth between it and him with a puzzled expression. He spoke.
‘While carrying out the task assigned by the Duke, if you happen to find something similar, bring it to me, and give it to the Duke on my behalf.’
Seeing her reluctant face, the Emperor spoke again.
‘Don’t worry. There won’t be anything harmful to the one you care about. At most, it might stumble on a protruding rock. You know very well that the person won’t collapse just from that.’
Those words somewhat reassured Seyra.
‘Understood. Is that all I have to do?’
‘No. One more thing.’
The rest of the tasks were not particularly difficult. It was just about quickly leaving for Luzensia as soon as it seemed that Amelda Lafer had noticed them before the performance that the Emperor and Empress were going to see, and sending a letter. In the name of the Duke.
Switching the parchment documents wasn’t particularly difficult either. When love and sincerity bowed their heads, I just had to think of the frightened face of my younger brother.
The most difficult thing was… surprisingly, revealing my identity to Empress Liz!
When I brought up the delegation story to her, saying that her smiling foot massage was the best, Seyra couldn’t forget the moment when laughter disappeared from her beautiful face like a drained stream.
‘It was you.’
Watching the transformation of a sincere smile into a contemptuous smile was terribly dreadful.
This is what it means to lose trust… Seyra realized the weight of betrayal pressing on her shoulders at that moment.
‘Here is the delegation letter. Bring it to your master. And…’
‘…….’
‘I regret it.’
I’m sorry too. Your Majesty, why don’t you have eyes to see people like that? You wouldn’t spread bad rumors about someone who sincerely cares about you, right? It’s Your Majesty’s mistake to trust me.
‘I apologize.’
But that was all I could say. I couldn’t even lift my head in front of her.
Suddenly, I became curious. Would it feel like this if I were caught betraying Duke Montaner? Would I feel so sorry that I wanted to die?
“My uncle is not someone who lets betrayers live.”
Hercesis’s solemn voice followed Seyra, who was soaked in remorseful thoughts.
“It means that your life will end before you feel guilty. So take that money and go far away. My subordinates will guide you to a safe place.”
“But…”
Seyra hastily stood up and said.
“My brother… What about my younger brother? What I want is not money or escape, but our Louis…”
“Sister!”
Squeak , even before the sound of the bolt was over, the young man jumped in and embraced his sister. Seyra, who was momentarily stunned, also realized the situation and pulled her brother into a tight hug.
While the siblings shared tearful farewells, the captain of the guard approached Hercesis quietly, delivering somber news.
“Amelda Lafer has crossed the border.”
Hercesis nodded in acknowledgment. By that time, the farewell with the siblings had concluded.
With a face still guarded, Seyra hid her younger brother behind her and asked,
“Are you really sparing both of us? If not, I willingly sacrifice myself so that at least my brother can survive…”
“I am a capricious person.”
Hercesis interrupted her mid-sentence.
“My decisions can change countless times within a few minutes. So…”
“…”
“It would be wise for you to disappear quickly before my decision changes.”
Chilled by the warning, the siblings stiffened. Then, Seyra, with her brother still hidden behind her, bowed first. When the sister bowed, the brother awkwardly lowered his body.
“Thank you, Your Majesty. Really… thank you.”
“Express your gratitude to the Empress.”
“…”
“I could forgive because the Empress forgave.”
Seyra’s gaze became faint, closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them again, the whites were red from bloodshot.
Realizing that they couldn’t delay any longer, Seyra held her brother’s hand, moved away from him, and leaped down from the tower as if flying.
In front of the tower, a modest carriage awaited. She loaded her brother onto it first and briefly looked up at the top of the tower where she had been residing.
‘He’s a man without a god.’
For the first time, she thought that the Duke’s words might not be true. She might have harbored wrong prejudices.
The Emperor was not a bad person.
He seemed more than qualified to sit on that throne.
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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