Help! My Pain Is Shared with My Tyrant Father

Xia Wanning transmigrated into the body of a disposable princess in a kingdom doomed to fall ten years later.

Her father was the first tyrant in history to be remembered by name.

No matter. She had a Pain-Sharing System, and the tyrant was her most powerful weapon!

When corrupt officials made her angry, she would deliberately pout and turn red with rage. The next second, the tyrant on the throne would clutch his chest in agony and order, “Investigate the Ministry of Revenue! Execute anyone guilty of corruption!”

When she foresaw a flood in the south, she cried her heart out in panic. That night, the tyrant jolted awake from a nightmare, drenched in sweat. “Summon the Minister of Works! Reinforce the southern embankment at once!”

She recited a recipe for cement in her sleep, and the tyrant dreamed of a divine revelation too. When he awoke, he excitedly grabbed the craftsmen. “The gods have bestowed this method upon me! This material will strengthen the destiny of Great Xia!”

The officials all believed their tyrant had changed into a wise ruler for the ages. Only Xia Houyuan knew that all his feats of “foreknowledge” came from his precious daughter, who did nothing but grin foolishly at him.

He rubbed his still-aching chest and sighed with affectionate exasperation. “My kingdom was built through all the pain this little menace has caused me!”