I Picked Up a Jinx Who Can Hear Thoughts, and the Sixth Prince Ascended the Throne!

[Mind reading + doted on by everyone + playing the pig to eat the tiger + putting scumbags in their place + satisfying power fantasy] Song Manxi wanted to be born into the modern world: a sofa just like Ge Ye’s, a Wife-brand air conditioner, and watermelon. Who knew she’d be born in ancient times, in the Great Guang Dynasty, and nearly end up in a dog’s stomach on the day she was born? Even worse, the dignified residence of a prince was bare as a bone, with no food in the pot! Song Manxi looks at her foolish father and sighs. [For the sake of your childhood sweetheart, you’ll sneak into the Cold Palace and secretly meet a palace consort... One night of passion is worth a fortune, but two seconds of trembling will cost you your life.] The Sixth Prince doesn’t believe her. “I’m not some lecher!” Song Manxi frets over her imperial grandmother. [Poor Granny! In the end, they’ll gouge out your eyes, cut out your tongue, carve you up, and feed your flesh and bones to wild dogs...] Empress Chu’s expression changes. “Then why the hell am I pretending to be kind?” Song Manxi looks sadly at her mother. [Silly Mama, that man is deliberately deceiving you. Even your meeting was carefully planned... He’ll chop off your head with one stroke and use your skull as a cup for his wine.] Not only does Bai Yun refuse to heed the warning, she even raises her enemy’s son herself. He is also the calamity star Song Manxi has come here to deal with. Song Manxi: What a headache! Luckily, her father and imperial grandmother are capable. It’s no big deal if she doesn’t have a mother. What makes her both happy and worried is that she can hear the calamity star’s thoughts! She works hard to whip her father into shape, hoping to deal with the calamity star quickly so she can feast to her heart’s content. But why, of all people, does that crown have to land on her foolish father’s head? This is a disaster... She’s already exhausted herself worrying about her family. If she has to worry about an entire country too, she’ll work herself to death! Maybe she should just merge it with the underworld instead.