The Powerful Minister Is My Wishing God

The wishing god in my family is very effective. When I was a child, I rescued a young boy covered in blood in the mountains behind Qingji Temple. I gave him half a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and said casually: "If you survive, you can be my wishing god from now on." He responded seriously: "Okay." Later the boy disappeared. But from then on, my wishes always came true. I didn't want to be punished by kneeling down, and my aunt had no time to take care of me that night. I didn't want to marry a dude from the Zhao family. The Zhao family was investigated by Dali Temple the next day. I wanted to open a perfume shop, and the old shopkeeper came to the door and said he would come back to help me. Everyone says I have a good life. Until the night when Sui'an's shop burned down, Pei Xingzhi, who had all the power, broke in through the door and took me out of the fire. He was cold and ruthless, but he always showed up when I was in trouble. He doesn't like sweets, but he always buys Yunji's sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. He is a powerful minister that everyone fears, but he would become cold-faced when Shen Zhiheng asked me to look at the lanterns. Later, I saw an old booklet in Pei Xingzhi's study. It contains all the wishes I have made over the years. "Wen Suining made a wish: I don't want to marry Zhao San. It's done." "Wen Suining made a wish: I want to eat Yunji Osmanthus Cake. I have bought it." "Wen Suining made a wish: If Shen Zhiheng is sincere, let him come to see you tomorrow. I'm very disgusted if I don't stop him." I took the booklet and asked him: "So these years, it's not the gods who appear, but you?" Pei Xingzhi looked at me, the ends of his eyes red. "Wen Suining, you said I am your wishing god." "I take it seriously."