Still, she’s my child and looks lovely. Charlotte put her hand on Henrietta’s head.
A small head. It’s too small now, and I can’t do anything with it either.
Your parents’ sin is not your sin, but it’s hard for me to like you either.
“I’m sorry to you.”
Henrietta.
“But, what can I do?”
That house is that house. You were born in that house. You are not guilty, but there’s no guilt in my malice either.
Charlotte withdrew her gaze from Henrietta, looking down at the maid blocking her path, and brushed back her hair.
“Get lost.”
The maids who had gathered at the sound of the gunshot hesitated.
Charlotte took them all in her sight and unloaded the bullets loaded in the crossbow.
Boring. Annoying. I hate it here.
“Let’s go. I’m tired.”
Katarina understood her meaning and made way.
(This is a time separator.)
I was dozing lazily in Windsor’s tent when I heard the sound of rain.
[Dash] Patter. Tap tap.The sound of rain rang outside the tent.
Charlotte got up from the makeshift bed and went outside.
The rain was getting thicker, and the ladies who were walking outside quickly took shelter in the tents.
“Was it supposed to rain today?”
The weather was clear until the morning. The entire forest was darkened by rain clouds.
The clouded sky was pouring water, and puddles were forming here and there on the muddy ground.
“Miss, you’ll get wet if you stay here.”
As Charlotte stepped outside the tent, Katarina brought an umbrella.
“Why is it raining all of a sudden?”
“It seems like a shower. The dark clouds suddenly came and now it’s like this. So, people are starting to come back from the hunting grounds as well.”
The hunting competition was still a long way off. In this state, it was difficult to continue.
If the rain continues, it won’t be surprising if those who left for the hunting grounds get lost.
“The crown prince?”
“There’s no news yet.”
“The two uncles?”
“They are still out of contact.”
The tent was at a proper distance from the entrance of the forest. Charlotte took the umbrella and came out to the open ground.
The rain pattered against the umbrella.
The trickling rain wetted her shoulders gradually, and the bottom of her dress was soaked by the rain.
As the rain poured refreshingly, people who were avoiding the rain hurriedly started to come out from the hunting grounds.
“People are starting to come out of the hunting grounds.”
Charlotte tilted her head to the side.
“If they’re coming out, my uncles will be here soon too.”
It seemed like it would be fine to stop worrying.
The hunting competition was suspended halfway through due to rain.
“Wouldn’t it be better for you to wait in the tent, Miss?”
“It’s been a long time since it rained. I want to walk a bit. Tell me later when my uncles arrive.”
The yellow umbrella was flashy but blocked her view. Charlotte looked at the umbrella and then put it down.
As she laid the umbrella on the ground, Katarina quickly picked it up, but
“It’s okay.”
Charlotte refused, saying it was fine.
“I’m going to walk a bit.”
“You’ll catch a cold. If I let you go like this, I’ll be scolded by your master later.”
Charlotte looked up at the rain pouring over her head with profound emotion. When was the last time she felt the rain like this? It had been long forgotten in her memory.
“It’s refreshing. I haven’t smelled the rain in a long time.”
“……I really don’t know about you, Miss.”
“I just want to get wet.”
“If the two in Windsor see you like this, they will be horrified.”
Charlotte enjoyed a moment of respite. It cooled her heart. Her red hair absorbed the rain and settled down. She reached out, and the rainwater touched her fingers and scattered.
“The Crown Prince will be annoyed to come.”
“Eh?”
“He won’t like getting wet.”
Later it was known that the day of the Queen’s execution was during the rainy season.
The Queen was executed under the pouring rain, and her head was cut off there.
Benjamin Visennov was also there, though unofficially.
When Benjamin became unusually sensitive during the rainy season, the attendants wondered why, and it became known.
“You are all wet, aren’t you, Miss? What will the Crown Prince think when he sees you…….”
“I wonder. Will he scold me for being foolish?”
But still.
“Why do I feel more relieved?”
She stood dumbly alone, and someone approached. As Charlotte lowered her head, a small child looked up at her.
“Here.”
Henrietta picked up an umbrella that had fallen on the ground and handed it to Charlotte. It was the yellow umbrella she had left on the floor.
Charlotte twisted her wet hair and smiled.
“Why are you handing that to me?”
“Use this.”
“Why should I accept your favor?”
I have neither reason to bestow favor upon you nor reason to accept it.
Charlotte pushed away the umbrella that Henrietta had handed out with the tip of her finger.
“Don’t come near me.”
The umbrella rolled on the muddy ground.
“I feel uncomfortable when you do this.”
Water flowed down her fingers, and the warmth cooled, and her lips turned pale.
As Charlotte was about to turn away, the child grabbed her back.
“You need to use the umbrella.”
Henrietta handed over the umbrella with her slender hand and distanced herself from the maid.
I, I hate you so much when you do this. It feels too miserable.
Charlotte stood dumbfounded, and the entrance to the forest became busy. The people surrounded the entrance to the Fontrea forest, and people were loafing around.
“What’s that? Something seems to be coming out of the forest?”
“People are coming out, aren’t they?”
“No. There’s no way the ground would shake like this if people were coming out! A bear, a bear it is! A mad black bear!”
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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