I leaned against the corridor wall, observing people busily running around.
Seemingly too preoccupied to notice me, they ignored my presence against the wall.
“Monsters! Monsters are invading! Knights, to the castle gates!”
People shouted as they informed everyone, rushing about. The inhabitants of Violentus Castle, accustomed to such emergencies, swiftly found their respective duties and acted accordingly.
Knights sprinted towards the gates, and those unable to fight quickly secured the livestock in pens and sought safety.
‘So, the frequent monster invasions are true.’
I made sure not to hinder the bustling people as I headed back to my room.
The slight buzz from earlier had long vanished in the cold breeze. Just a moment ago, that small room had been unbearably warm.
It felt like a sweet dream.
‘I need to get my medicine.’
I needed to evacuate to safety, but I had to fetch my medicine first.
If the battle against the monsters prolonged, my eye color might revert, which was a crucial concern.
I hurried to my room and came upon the back of a man in despair outside my door.
Without saying anything, his slumped shoulders spoke volumes of his anguish.
‘Laches?’
Why was the person who should be commanding the knights at the gates here, looking so distressed outside my room?
Uncharacteristically unaware of my approach, he remained motionless.
“……Maybe I should have killed you first. Then things might have been different. See, I should have killed you……”
Laches was muttering incessantly, but his words were incomprehensible.
Was he planning a strategy against the monsters?
“……Your Grace?”
As if touching a ripened grape delicately, I lightly tapped his broad back.
Startled by my light touch, Laches quickly turned his head.
His eyes, which I encountered, were wildly tumultuous.
“Are you okay?”
Was his edginess due to the monster invasion? His usual pride and arrogance were absent.
“Everyone is waiting for you at the……”
“Why…… are you here?”
“……Well, this is my room.”
My obvious answer seemed to leave him speechless. Was he wondering why I hadn’t evacuated yet?
“I came to get something. I’ll head to a safe place right after.”
Finally, Laches released a suppressed sigh. His tense shoulders relaxed.
“I thought it was happening all over again.”
Laches reached out. His large hand effortlessly cupped my cheek.
There had been playful interactions before, but this was the first time I directly experienced such an intense touch.
“Your Grace?”
“……Where did you go so late at night?”
“That’s…… Please, remove your hand first.”
I managed to push away his large hand, which kept caressing my face. The cold wind during my walk should have sobered me up, but the spot where his hand had been was as hot as when I drank wine earlier.
“I went to see a knight.”
“……A knight?”
“Lieutenant Ronan.”
At the mention of Ronan, Laches’ brows twitched subtly.
“Why again.”
“I had something to tell him.”
“You went looking for Ronan late at night while drunk, just for that?”
His words made it sound like I was hopelessly in love and sought him out in a drunken state.
“It wasn’t like that. I was concerned about the suspicious behavior of Lord Deverti…… I mean, Count Deverti.”
“……Count Deverti?”
His eyes, which had sunk deeper at the mention of Ronan, now flickered with low flames upon hearing Deverti’s name.
“I saw Count Deverti sneaking out alone earlier tonight. It felt suspicious, him wandering alone so late. We can’t just let a guest roam around freely, right? So, I immediately went to inform a knight. The only one I can comfortably talk to is Lieutenant Ronan.”
“That explains why Ronan was missing.”
“Yes. He quickly got ready and left with other knights to follow Count Deverti.”
It would have been better if they just stepped on Deverti instead of following him.
“……I thought you had gone somewhere yourself.”
“Why would you think that?”
“Because you are……”
Laches closed his lips, seemingly unable to come up with a proper answer.
“I can hardly defend myself, let alone be pure or righteous enough to throw myself into danger.”
Telling the truth seemed to lighten Laches’ expression.
“Right.”
While people frantically ran around in the corridor, Laches stood alone, quietly chuckling to himself.
“Yeah. That’s the kind of person you were.”
“Huh?”
“That’s a good attitude. Keep living like that.”
‘Keep living.’
I was startled at hearing such a statement for the first time.
It had always been me trying to save myself, resurrecting countless times. Had there been someone else telling me to keep living?
Even when rumors spread about my terminal illness in the empire, all I had were people telling me to stay strong, crying or offering pity.
“The knights are on standby at the gates. Aren’t you going to check?”
Laches turned his head at my question. I followed his gaze, but couldn’t tell what he was looking at.
He always seemed to see things others couldn’t.
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!”
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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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