The Tyrant Emperor Went on a Killing Spree After Hearing My Thoughts

[Whole-family mind-reading + tyrant + going crazy + brainless fun + gossip System + everyone’s darling + fictional setting]

Tang An’an transmigrates into a book. She thinks her incredible good fortune has finally arrived, but before she can celebrate, she discovers she has become a little princess who was deemed ill-omened the moment she was born.

Tang An’an grumbles to herself: [The tyrant is such a waste of a handsome face! He’s so superstitious. How can being born on the fifth day of the fifth month make me ill-omened? Auspicious signs appeared from heaven when she was born, and she even had a phoenix birthmark. If he really had me executed, that would be the beginning of a tragedy.]

The tyrant: Who said I was going to execute the little princess? I can’t dote on her enough.

Once her life is safe, her days are all about lying flat and enjoying the gossip. Life is full of flavor.

[Mother! You must watch out for Consort Xian, that poisonous woman. She wants to get rid of you, and she wants to eliminate all of us too, including the entire Duke of Zhenguo household, a family of celebrated heroes.]

Consort Xi: I’ll fight her!

[Tyrant Father! You’d never guess, but two years from now, the First and Third Princes will join forces to kill you. The one who reaps the rewards is your second son, whose methods are even more cruel and violent, leaving the people to suffer terribly.]

The tyrant: You little wretch…

Tang An’an looks at her biological elder brother and shakes her head. “Ah, my gentle and noble elder brother, it’s such a shame you’re also short-lived.”

Tang An’an looks at her maternal grandfather and sighs. “Grandfather! The prince of the Great Northern Kingdom will send people into the palace to assassinate someone and leave weapons belonging to the Zhao Army behind, intending to frame our Duke of Zhenguo household.”

Tang An’an looks at her seven spirited young cousins. “Cousins! Can you believe it? In the flower of your youth, every one of you will die on the battlefield,