The Idle King Looks Back: His Prophecies Never Miss

She is Zhang Luofeng, an utterly ordinary modern forensic examiner, worn down by work. She is Zhang Luofeng, a cannon-fodder workaholic comparable to An Lingrong. She is clearly the real daughter of the prime minister's household. She knows the awful male lead doesn't love her and understands that she won't live past twenty, yet she insists on learning Kunqu opera and performing ice dances, all to win the male lead's smile. Meanwhile, the male lead is happily embracing the fake daughter who took her place for fifteen years. Zhang Luofeng: Seriously, what is this? After taking the place of the cannon-fodder workaholic, Zhang Luofeng refuses to play along anymore. To hell with fighting for affection: she only wants to get rich and stay alive. You kiss? I'll applaud. You act lovey-dovey? I'll cheer you on. I don't want a shred of true affection, just wealth and luxury. Getting rich means acting crazy, but how does she stay alive? To escape the cannon-fodder fate of dying before twenty, Zhang Luofeng kneels before Buddha and prays: If you can cure me, I, your humble devotee, will eat both meat and vegetables for the rest of my life. Even if you make me marry a handsome man with six-pack abs, I'll accept it. Buddha: Very well, I'll grant your wish, but it'll come at a small price. From then on, the easygoing slacker is gone. In her place stands Niu Hulu the Workaholic Luofeng. “I come from a family of fortune-tellers, and my skills at reading fates and warding off calamities are peerless!” “Performing autopsies? I know a thing or two about that as well…” “If you want to compete with me at working yourself to the bone, it's not about what you want, but what I can do!”