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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

A genius talisman practitioner is reborn as a seven-year-old girl! However, her innocent appearance belies her vicious personality. In the remote countryside, the Crown Prince runs into her, beating up her enemy. She is indifferent, but it’s love at first sight for the Crown Prince! “Not good, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Her Highness the Crown Prince Consort used an immobilization talisman on His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty is currently eating dirt in the main hall.” “Isn’t that normal? Who told that dog emperor to provoke my wife? I say it’s a job well done! Pour a bucket of ice water on him to cool him down!” “Your Highness the Crown Prince, it’s really not good this time! The great Crown Prince Consort threw out three explosion talismans and destroyed Noble Consort Zheng and her house!” A certain crown prince laughed madly. “Job well done! She’s truly my wife; she’s as awesome as always!” “Crown Prince, Crown Prince, it’s seriously bad this time! A beautiful man appeared in the great Crown Prince Consort’s room!” You got cuckolded again! The crown prince harshly picked up the handsome man half laying on her bed. “Who are you?” A certain consort replied with a stoic face. “I drew a deity-inviting talisman and summoned a venerable immortal of love.” “Get lost as soon as you finish fighting!” “Oh, sorry, it's easier to invite the devil in than to send him away!” I’m not leaving! Embark on this adventure of a little stoic who just wants to grow stronger and protect her family but unwittingly ends up with a merry company of troublemakers. A riveting cocktail of cultivation, zombies, and sci-fic!

Zi Yunxi · Fantasy
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3175 Chs

Your Presence Brings Light to My Humble Dwelling

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Oh my, it's supposed to be the capital of Shuntian Prefecture, yet I didn't see any large and spacious inns after walking so long. I'm so exhausted." The Gingko Immortal waved her pink silk handkerchief in the air. "I'm not walking anymore. I'll walk after drinking some tea."

The men and women that came in after them were like immortals who had walked out of a painting. Everybody practically couldn't tear their gazes from them.

The man dressed in red clothes flicked his sleeves and flitted past like a startled swan, while the man dressed in ink-colored garb had picturesque brows and was gentle like the breeze.

The little lady whose hand the man in ink-colored clothes was holding had an expressionless and frosty face. Her eyes were illusory like the constellations in the dark night. It was as if one glance was all she needed to suck a person's soul in.