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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 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
3175 Chs

The Eight Parties Congregate

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The crowd of aunties who were pointing fingers at Miss Ran behind her back instantly wore unsightly expressions.

"What a foul atmosphere. Why can even a courtesan go inside the martial arts centre?"

"Isn't that right, is it a contest of martial arts or love songs? It really is weird."

When Hou Ping heard this discussion, she knitted her brows and turned to look at the gossipy women. "Miss Ran came here at someone's invitation. Will you please watch your tongue and don't speak carelessly."

At her words, the aunties all exhibited disdainful expressions, but they didn't dare to rebut Hou Ping.

After seeing that it was about time, Hou Ping ordered her men to close the door to the martial arts centre.

However, she soon heard a faint "Please wait."

Hou Ping turned around and saw several young sirs and misses ambling over as the crowd parted to make way for them.

Within the crowd, the screams of love-struck fools rose and fell in waves.