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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 · Fantasía
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Editor: Henyee Translations

The youth's bright phoenix eyes contained a faint smile, which rippled outwards before her eyes.

Eh? She actually slept until high noon! The little girl removed the cloak on her body and threw it back to the youth. She couldn't help facepalming in the process.

She then glared begrudgingly at Mo Lian.

It's all this guy's fault. How much medicinal power did he use on her to make her actually sleep until high noon?

Was this logical? What if someone asked in the future, 'How was your journey through the Great Swamp?' She couldn't tell that person: 'Heh, I was almost out of the swamp after a snooze!'

"Did you sleep well?" The youth put away the cloak with a smile. He raised his hand to rub her small face. "Did you dream of me?"

Dream your big ass! I can already see you the whole day and night. If you don't let her off even in her dreams, then is there still justice?