May You Get Your Heart's Desire

Ruyuan got the kind of power everyone in the world longs to have. Though she had no idea how many people out there lived up to their names, at least the name Ruyuan suited her perfectly. Ruyuan. May all your wishes come true. It was as if Qing Ruyuan had used up every last bit of good luck in the world. Whatever she wanted, she could make it happen. The baby's unhappy? I'll make the whole world take the surname Qing! The baby's angry? I'll make everyone who upset the baby eat in a latrine! So naturally, this story should have gone in the direction of a no-escape romance, a domineering queen falling for me, dragging me off to be devoured, or some silly, brainless wish-fulfillment fluff. At the very least, it should have been the sort of dream novel that makes a girl's heart flutter, like the ones on Jinjiang. But the author insisted on writing what she wanted instead of following the crowd, and that strong interference changed even the faintest subconscious flicker of Ruyuan's thoughts into reality. She clenched her fists beneath the bed. Mother, Father, please don't get defeated! And then, in an instant, rivers of blood flowed. No one survived. From that day on, the Zhou family ruled the world, and the Qing clan was no more. This is a story pretending to be serious.