I’m a Six-Year-Old Brat, and the King of Qin Can Hear My Thoughts

He transmigrated to the end of the Sui Dynasty and became a six-year-old country rascal.

By chance, he obtained a lie-flat System. As long as he lay flat and seemed utterly ordinary to everyone else, he could grow stronger.

Unexpectedly, King of Qin Li Shimin could hear his thoughts.

"Feng'er, the soldiers are here. Get up and say hello to them."

Holy crap, isn't this Li Shimin, the king of showing off? This emperor's aura is way too powerful.

"Young man, everyone says that the current Prince of Qin is aggressive and constantly targeting the crown prince. What do you think about that?"

Holy crap, is Li Shimin crazy? He knows ordinary people aren't allowed to discuss things like this, yet he still insists I answer.

How devious. He's unbelievably devious.

Isn't what they're saying true? Li Shimin, aren't you fighting all those wars just to claim the throne?

Li Shimin: "..."

Li Shimin: "You little rascal, can you just say what's on your mind?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.