The Female Heir's True Wish (Women Reign Supreme)

The author’s new women-dominant-world novel, *Crush Him Underfoot*, is now available in my author’s column. I hope you’ll check it out! Blurb: The heroine is the pampered heir to the title of chancellor in the current dynasty, a notorious playboy in the capital and one of the most direct beneficiaries of a society where women outrank men. She has three husbands and six male consorts. Flirting is second nature to her. She can talk anyone into tears, putting on a convincing act while remaining utterly cold inside, yet she leaves a trail of hearts wherever she goes. A mischievous, promiscuous heroine. [A battlefield of competing men + men with love-brain] When a servant from the Wen household came looking for me, I was rolling dice at the most famous brothel in the capital. Li Miaosheng, the famed courtesan who was mine alone, urged me to go and see what was happening. I was already in a foul mood from losing. I pushed open the window to look, and there stood Wen Quchen below, wearing a veil. The thought of marrying him put me in such a bad mood that I was about to tell someone to send him away. But when Wen Quchen saw me looking at him, he ignored the attendants trying to stop him and took off his veil right there on the flower-lined street. What was that supposed to mean? Did he think I hadn’t recognized him? How could I not recognize him? I should have called him brother-in-law. A few days earlier, when he had taken it upon himself to cure the spring-soul drug poisoning in my system, his expression had been just like this: his eyes red at the corners, looking so wronged and innocent. Yet he hadn’t pushed me away. He let the carriage sway and our clothes grow damp with sweat, and kept his arms around me, never once loosening his hold on his own initiative. It was the first time we had met. I’d thought he was simply being kind. Who knew that just a few days later, his family would come to my door and force me to agree to an engagement with him, claiming over and over that I had wronged their son? Wen Quchen was a celebrated literary talent from one of the capital’s great families, the sort of man countless people dreamed of bringing home as their principal husband. If I said he had willingly given himself to me, the notorious playboy heiress, no one would believe me. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I pulled Li Miaosheng close by his slim waist, planted a quick kiss on his cheek, then turned and squeezed back into the crowd. “I bet big! All in!” So he likes telling tales, does he? What’s there to fear about an engagement? I’ll simply keep putting off the wedding until he becomes a laughingstock throughout the capital. The capital’s greatest scholar? I wouldn’t take him even if he came knocking on my door! Who in the capital hasn’t heard of Chu Hua Yue, the Second Young Lord? She chases cats and dogs and never acts serious. Anyone who hears her name says the same thing: “What a daughter! She must be a debt collector from a past life.” But when people actually get to know her, they discover there is another side to her. She has hidden her true self away just to earn a few glances from her mother. Once you understand how much she has endured, and win all her favor and tenderness, placing everything at her feet… “Then you’re of no use to me anymore.” Chu Hua Yue smiled wickedly. They gave everything they had, only to discover that all they’d received in return were empty promises and a few fleeting moments of pleasure. So the people who had once been fighting among themselves began to strike back, even joining forces… All to drag her down, after she had coldly watched them suffer, and keep her hidden away. Xu Buge: “Do you remember what you told me back then?” Me: “I don’t.” Xu Buge: “I don’t believe you.” Wen Quchen: “You may have no heart. If you truly had none and loved only yourself, I could let you go. But sadly, you do have one.” Me: “That’s right. I truly do want to take male consorts…” Wen Quchen: “Hah.” Reader’s guide: The setting, official positions, forms of address, and dynasty in this novel are entirely fictional. The author’s word is final. Women with typical biological characteristics hold higher status. Written in first person. Not a wish-fulfillment novel. The author revises obsessively, and several chapters have undergone major changes. The content may differ from versions on some websites, so please read the authorized edition. This blurb was finalized on January 11, 2025. Upcoming novel *The Princess’s True Wish*, blurb: [A battlefield of competing men + men with love-brain + angst for men + ambitious heroine] When I learned that my uncle, Jun He’an, had finally agreed to marry the daughter of the Minister of Rites, the woman who had loved him for so long, I sat beneath the flower tree where I had first met him and remained silent for a long, long time. Everyone in the empire knew that I had been infatuated with my uncle’s looks and talent since childhood. Some admired me for it; others despised me. Most people said it was the only stain on the life of the most beloved of the Third Princesses. I didn’t care about any of that. Yes, I loved him. Why should I care whether he had a wife? So I immediately invited my uncle to go sightseeing with me. What were we going to see? The daughter of the Minister of Rites, Miss Zhang, crossing the street. Don’t worry! I’m not as awful as you think. I didn’t secretly arrange a murder like I used to. I really did just invite my uncle to watch her from a distance, up in a pavilion. I asked my uncle whether she was beautiful. He stared intently at the graceful young lady and nodded. At that moment, I had to admit I was far less carefree than I’d imagined. But I also knew that you had to give something up to gain something else. “Uncle, it’s your turn.” It was a game he was certain to win, yet my uncle hesitated over his move. “Can a marriage really be settled after just one meeting?” He was asking about my request to have the emperor choose the young son of the Minister of Revenue as my consort. I pointed at the board to remind him, “Make this move, Uncle, and you win.” But he put the piece back in the basket and said, “I’ve made things clear to Miss Zhang. Our families have called off the engagement. So… could you put your own marriage on hold for a while, too?” I frowned. “No. This game should have ended long ago. You have to marry Miss Zhang, Uncle.” Miss Zhang’s pedantic father had been a thorn in my side at court for some time. If my uncle married his only daughter, it would surely be of some use to me. Everyone saw how I kept my eyes on my own uncle all day, but they never imagined that behind closed doors, he let me take everything he had to offer. Meanwhile, I would marry the young son of the Minister of Revenue, a sheltered boy who was easy to control. That way, I’d have the capital and the court firmly in hand. There’d be no way I could lose to my second brother. I reached out to pick up the black piece in front of him, ready to win the game for him. At last, Jun He’an couldn’t hold back. He swept his hand across the board and scattered the pieces. In a panic, he asked, “Then what am I to you?” We’re playing chess. Why talk about love? I leaned across the board between us, pressed a kiss to his earlobe, and whispered seductively, “I’ll always love you, Uncle. But first, you have to help me win this game.” For A Ruo, being chosen by the most popular Third Princess, who had just taken a consort, and brought into her residence to serve her was the luckiest thing that had ever happened to her. All she had to do was wait outside the study every day, ready to follow orders. Everyone who came and went was either rich or powerful, and every one of them was good-looking. Over time, she began to figure out the habits and personalities of the people who visited most often. For example, the princess’s uncle would often come into the room to discuss state or family matters with her. Then the normally stern, self-disciplined Grand Tutor would personally lean over to shut every door and window tight… For example, the renowned musician, famous throughout the capital for his aloofness and keeping everyone at arm’s length, would become a different person as soon as he entered the study, lying across the princess’s lap and begging for affection and love. For example, the consort’s older brother was terribly spoiled. Whenever he came by, he would throw a tantrum first and demand to be coaxed, often making the princess rub her temples in exasperation. For example, how the consort grew from an innocent young man into a treacherous official. And how the cold-faced attendant at the princess’s side carefully maneuvered under her very nose, became the first to break free of her control, then came and offered himself to her… Ji Nanchuan: “Your Highness, keep me in the side courtyard. You can come tease me whenever you’re free.” Li Jin: “Your Highness likes my brother? Not me?” Li Lan: “If you knew I was better than him in every way, why didn’t you choose me back then?” Jun He’an: “A Yuan, stop.” All female characters are virgins; all male characters are not. The emperor’s adopted son, Jun He’an, is not related to the heroine by blood. The setting is entirely fictional. Please don’t overanalyze it. Blurb archived on February 6, 2025. Theme: Cherish the person in front of you.