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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 · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
3175 Chs

Crown Prince Mo, You've Gone Too Far!

編輯: Henyee Translations

Indeed, who wouldn't change after going through that kind of event…

"My Qiaoqiao, ah." All Yang Xirong could do was wail now as she hugged her young martial niece.

All the yearning, anxiety, worry, and anguish had now become a joyful tenderness that filled her heart.

Yang Xirong stroked Qiao Mu's petite head and murmured gently, "Aunt-Master has no regrets in this life after being able to see you again. I would not be ashamed to see Master and Senior Sister even if I was to immediately go to the underworld right now."

"Second Aunt-Master, what nonsense are you saying." Qiao Mu clutched Yang Xirong's hair and lectured unhappily, "Everybody will be safe and well in the future. Nothing will happen to anyone."

Yang Xirong smiled faintly and said with a nod, "Okay."

Everybody made their way upstairs, but even after nearly packing into the room like sardines, they still couldn't fit 200 people inside.