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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 · Kỳ huyễn
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
3175 Chs

No Need to Wait

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao returned to her yurt, kicked off her shoes, and settled onto the plush couch. There, she sat cross-legged, resembling a mountain in repose.

"Qiaoqiao," Mo Lian lifted the curtain and entered, taking a seat beside her. "Qiaoqiao, are you unhappy?"

"No!"

"Are you upset with Big Bro?"

"I'm not upset with him." Qiao Mu sat up, her gaze serious. "I understand. He has been with that mother-daughter pair since childhood, so his perspectives can't change overnight."

"Moreover," Qiao Mu continued with indifference, "that woman raised him single-handedly. After all these years of interaction, he must have some attachment. If he can't easily let go of his own sister, it means that my Big Bro values relationships. Why should I blame him?"

Mo Lian drew closer and enveloped her in his arms. "My Qiaoqiao is so understanding."

Qiao Mu tilted her head, finding his approach amusing.