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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 · ファンタジー
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Northern Mo's royal palace.

Underneath the Gate of Health's decorated archway.

Dressed in black armor, the stern-faced Vassal Prince of An'nan, Chou Fu, looked coldly at the youth in front of him with a frown.

Cloaked in a purple and blue cape, the youth wielded a sword as he blocked his way with his horse. There was a huge mass of heads behind him.

They hollered as they encircled the Red Turbans behind the Vassal Prince of An'nan with their spears at the ready.

"Vassal Prince of An'nan, are you plotting to revolt today?" Twelfth Mo's eyes did not have that carelessness, instead containing an imposing air.

"Your Twelfth Highness, a piece of advice. It is still not too late to leave right now."

"I truly wonder where the vassal prince's immense confidence comes from?" Mo Yu scoffed. "The old Vassal King of An'nan accompanied my late grandfather to conquer the kingdom, but his progeny intend to dash his loyal and righteous reputation."