The attendants in the room hurriedly bowed or turned their heads, pretending they hadn’t seen the scene.
But the 9th princess was already in great shock. She touched her slapped cheek and protested late.
“Mother!”
The Empress placed her burning hand on the cold stone statue and ordered firmly.
“Do not even dream of such thoughts in the future.”
“Why?”
But instead of immediately obeying her mother’s words, the 9th princess retorted.
“This gentleman has a good family and intelligence. There’s nothing lacking in his charm, so why can’t I even dream about it?”
The eyes of the 9th princess cooled down after she finished speaking.
“Don’t tell me, you’re thinking of matching this gentleman with my sisters?”
The Empress was angry at her daughter’s outburst and felt her anger not subsiding even as her hand rested on the stone.
“Don’t talk nonsense!”
“Nonsense? Mother always gives the good things to my sisters and leaves the leftovers for me and Weirye.”
The Empress became even angrier at her stubborn daughter’s rebellion, but she could not slap her again and gritted her teeth.
“Neither your two older sisters, nor you, nor the youngest, I have no intention of matching any of you with Yoyo Hwa. Do you understand?”
“Why?”
When the 9th princess still did not back down, the Empress wanted to slap her once more.
The head maid hurriedly took out a fan and fanned the Empress.
The Empress sat down in a long chair, resting her arms on the table and holding her head, warning with a forced calm voice.
“Yoyo Hwa has too many rumors. Can’t you see why, despite having a good family and ability, she has not yet had proper marriage talks? She is lascivious. Do you know how many women have been associated with her?”
“That is… all a misunderstanding. The gentleman is kind and affectionate to everyone, so that’s probably why she often invites such misunderstandings.”
“Why would someone kind and affectionate to everyone invite such misunderstandings only with women? It’s because she treats women with affection!”
“No! Mother may not know, but this gentleman is also close to the sixth brother and the second brother. And how close is she to the thirteenth? The thirteenth called for this gentleman’s care as soon as his body felt a little unwell!”
The unexpected defense of Yoyo Hwa by the 9th princess, and the news that even interested the Empress.
“The 13th prince called Yoyo Hwa because he felt unwell?”
“Yes! That’s what I’m saying! He said he could only recover if this gentleman took care of him!”
The 9th princess hastily added after picking up the words.
“Turns out he was even faking sickness.”
“Faking sickness?”
The Empress showed more curiosity, and the 9th princess happily said.
“Yes. The 13th prince’s close aide, the spy, came to tell me secretly. The 13th prince faked sickness to call for this gentleman. This is all because this gentleman is kind, careful, and nice, so the 13th prince chose a bed before stretching out his legs.”
Laughter seeped into the Empress’s eyes and she softened. But it wasn’t that the prejudice that Yoyo Hwa was lascivious had disappeared.
The Empress smiled because she knew Yoyo Hwa was a woman. The fact that the 13th prince called Yoyo Hwa to care for him by faking sickness interested her.
Was the 13th prince really depending on Yoyo Hwa as a mentor? Or was the prince attracted to Yoyo Hwa, sensing her femininity?
(This is a time separator.)
“What do you think of what Miryeo said?”
After scolding her daughter once more, the Empress asked the head maid on her way back to her residence.
The head maid, who had been quietly following the Empress, observed her mood and said.
“This servant is foolish and cannot read your Majesty’s intentions. To this servant’s eyes, this gentleman seems to have an exceptional charm.”
The Empress frowned.
“Didn’t I tell you? That person is lascivious and reveals her fondness for women, so it can’t be?”
The sharp voice caused the head maid to lower hers slightly.
“Of course. But such habits tend to correct themselves once one becomes a spouse. Would they dare live like that after risking their life in marriage?”
But the Empress chuckled and spoke firmly.
“Again, he will not do. What I asked about was what Mireya said regarding the 13th Prince.”
The senior palace maid had only misunderstood at first. As soon as the Empress spoke thus, she immediately grasped the point and asked.
“Is Your Majesty still suspicious of the 13th Prince?”
When the 13th Prince was four or five years old, the Empress reluctantly went to see if the young prince without a guardian was living well, and stumbled upon an unexpected sight. The young 13th Prince was smoothly reading a book he hadn’t even learned.
If she had only seen that, the Empress would have concluded that he was a prince with a good mind. It was rare, but not unheard of for someone to be so gifted.
But the Empress saw something even more astonishing.
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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