The Dandy in a Matriarchal World

Before she transmigrated, Qu Ning had an IQ of 200-plus. A highly educated expert in her field, she devoted her entire life to scientific research and was deeply admired by her contemporaries. But Dr. Qu had a secret sorrow: she didn't want people's admiration. All she wanted was a sweet romance. Unfortunately, she was older, single, and unattractive, and on top of that, she was poor.

After inexplicably transmigrating to a matriarchal kingdom, she gained stunning beauty, a natural talent for making money, and the ability to hold her liquor like a fish. Yet everyone shunned her as a tyrannical, dissolute young wastrel.

Then one day, people suddenly realized that the former menace was gradually changing. She no longer gambled or drank herself into a stupor, stopped causing trouble and disturbing the neighbors, and even gave up her flirtatious ways. Through her own efforts, she earned wealth with one hand and an official title with the other, and even passed the imperial exams with ease.

The Qu eldest daughter, once looked down on by everyone, had become the dream woman of countless men in the capital. They all rushed to find matchmakers and ask for her hand, only to discover that their goddess had already found herself a sweet young husband. Of all the waters in the world, she chose just one ladle. Only then did they realize that a wastrel who dotes on her husband can truly spoil someone to the heavens.

Warnings ahead, take note!!!

This is a one-on-one romance with male pregnancy. Everyone except the lucky male lead has unrequited feelings for the female lead.

My matriarchal world, my rules. Lots of original worldbuilding, so don't overanalyze the historical details.

A story written with total abandon. As long as we're having fun, that's all that matters~

Here's a preview of my next matriarchal novel. Take a look, cuties, and please add "Beneath the Flying Clouds" to your collection~

Yun Fei bought a slave from a military brothel.

At the time, he was covered in wounds and wanted nothing but to die. She carried him back to her tent, washed him, applied medicine, and gave him her cloak to cover himself.

A fellow soldier asked, "Why'd you pick such a useless thing?"

So what? Yun Fei smiled indifferently. She hadn't planned to use him anyway. She'd just keep him like a little colt to relieve her boredom.

But she never expected that even though she left him alone, the little colt would come after her himself.

That night, on the army cot.

Someone edged closer, cautiously. "My lady, my feet are cold."

Yun Fei picked up the cloak by the bed and tossed it over.

"I'm cold all over, too."

Yun Fei expressionlessly lifted the covers and threw them over.

The little slave looked at her reproachfully, pressing a hand to his heart like a tragic beauty. "My lady, I think I'm sick. It's like there's a hole in my chest, and a little breeze keeps blowing through it. I'm so cold~"

The woman gritted her teeth. "What exactly do you want? I bought you to make my bed and fold my clothes, not to wait on you!"

At last, thoroughly satisfied as he squeezed into her arms, the man smiled, smug and sly. "Would you like me to wait on you, my lady? I'd be delighted."

Theme: The less faith people have in you, the more you must turn the tide against the odds.