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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 · Fantasie
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3175 Chs

This Girl is Not Ill!

Redakteur: Henyee Translations

"You! You have pimples lining the sides of your face that occasionally itch. You have a yellowed complexion and a weak stomach, which causes you to vomit every three days. This truly is gastric disease. You have the leisure to laugh at other people, yet the vital energy and blood in your own body has stagnated. Your body is so damaged that it wouldn't last more than three years."

"And you!" The little stoic swept a gaze at a young man laughing with a wide mouth. "You are so young, yet you are already stooping at the waist. Your pores have abnormally closed, and a chill has entered your body. You clearly have the symptoms of a carbuncle [1. A severe abscess or multiple boil in the skin, typically infected with staphylococcus bacteria.]. How can you still laugh! If the chill invades your blood, it might evolve into a skin ulcer."