[Transmigrate + Gossip System + Controllable Inner Voice + Everyone's Favorite + Cross-Dressing Shou + Sweet Courtship at Court + 1v1, Both Pure, HE]
Modern office drone Su Jing became a five-year-old orphan and was taken in as the closed-door disciple of Wei Bai, the Imperial Tutor. The emperor doted on him, the crown prince protected him, and everyone in the capital said, "This little disciple of Grand Secretary Wei was raised like a precious treasure."
At five, Su Jing's memories fully returned, and he casually bonded with a Gossip System.
Having your thoughts read is mortifying for everyone else, but he can turn his inner voice on and off at will:
He can let anyone hear it, and when he doesn't want them to, even the entire court can only watch him smile without saying a word.
[Shocking! The Minister of Revenue publicly berated the Vice Minister of Rites, who turned out to be his long-lost father of thirty years!]
[Explosive! The Iron-Faced General's death-exemption medal bears the private seal of a Northern Di princess. Their monthly "drills" are really just an excuse to deliver her rouge!]
[Unbelievable! The prime minister has been coughing up blood for three years, but it's actually chili oil from the spicy hotpot he sneaks for breakfast!]
Watching the officials' faces turn ashen and their robes grow damp with sweat, Su Jing calmly held his book: Gossip is all well and good, but don't keep me from marrying a wife.
Lin Shu, the only son of an imperial merchant, had been raised as a girl and was impossible to tell apart from a woman or a man. Tilting his head, he smiled sweetly. "Brother Jing, will you share half of tonight's gossip with me?"
Su Jing curled his lips. His inner voice was open only to him. Everyone else could get in line.
Also known as: The Years I Grew Melons at Court, With the Imperial Tutor Backing Me and the Crown Prince Handing Me the Knife.
