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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 · Fantasi
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3175 Chs

Ill from Anger

Editor: Henyee Translations

While reprimanding Mu Jingfeng for reaching the peak of cultivation, they found themselves unable to resist the urge to confront her directly and offer a reprimanding lecture.

On the following day, Madam Consort Mu fell ill, her night plagued by sleeplessness. She remained confined to the side room of Liujin Court, where she weakly reclined against the divan, seeking some respite.

By her side, the wet nurse, an elderly maid named Qiu, attentively cared for her. The sorrow in Qiu's eyes was evident; having witnessed the Consort's struggles throughout the years, her heart ached. Now, faced with yet another setback, she couldn't help but wonder how much suffering the Consort was concealing within.

"Madam," Conglu rushed into the room in an agitated state. Unable to contain her emotions, she burst out, "That young woman is outside once again. She kneels there, begging for forgiveness. Shall I instruct Baihui to dismiss her?"