MY CROWN PRINCE CONSORT IS A FIRECRACKER! CH 1-2

Chapter 1: The Crime SceneTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Mu 1 hid behind a tree as she watched Wu Yanzhen with a chilly gaze. Wu Yanzhen’s face was pale from diarrhea as she shot out from the back of a dirt pile while clutching her stomach, making Qiao Mu’s lips turn up in a smile.
Earlier, she had added something extra into this woman’s cup, and the effects were finally starting to show!
Like a nimble cat, Qiao Mu quietly snuck up behind Wu Yanzhen. She pursed her lips and tilted her head before patting the perfectly sized rock in her hand. Then, without further ado, she smashed it on the back of Wu Yanzhen’s head.

Dong, dong, dong! Three fierce hits landed one after another.
These hits caused blood to instantly flow out of Wu Yanzhen’s head with a gurgle. Her eyes shot open in shock, and she fell onto the ground with a plop before she could even choke anything out.
Since the spot she fell on also happened to be a slope, Qiao Mu didn’t need to do anything else. The woman tumbled down on her own and rolled to the side of a half-dug man-made irrigation ditch. She laid unmoving as half of her face was soaked in the dirty mud.
Qiao Mu languidly walked down the slope, then kneeled down next to Wu Yanzhen. She used both hands to grasp the woman’s hair and fiercely pushed her down, shoving her face firmly into the mud.
Qiao Mu still remembered how this woman had praised the rich family that was adopting her younger sister, Qiao Lin, to the skies. She remembered how this woman had embellished the charitable and benevolent qualities of that family when she had taken Qiao Lin away in her previous life. This woman made it seem like that rich family was akin to angels who had descended from the heavens to save humanity.
But what happened? When she met Qiao Lin again, her sister was laying in the icy rain, rags baring her body, and there was not a single untarnished spot on her. She had been thrown into the wilderness like a heap of trash, left for wild dogs to gnaw on her ragdoll-like corpse.
At that time, Xiao Lin’er was merely 12 years old! Such a young life at the age of 12, a life that should have been brilliantly vivacious, had instead turned into a frigid corpse.
This woman—this human trafficker who deserved to be banished into the deepest pits of hell—who had smothered her morality to earn this dirty money, had shoved her sister into hell. She had also harmed who knew how many children from the town’s impoverished families.
The woman beneath Qiao Mu hazily woke up while gasping for air, and she subconsciously started to struggle due to asphyxiation.

A cold, creepy glint emitted from Qiao Mu’s pitch-black eyes. Without any hesitation, she increased the force in her hands and firmly plunged the woman’s head into the muddy waters.
Gurgle, gurgle ... This sudden push caused Wu Yanzhen’s entire face to be deeply entrenched in the mud. The sticky feeling flooded her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and it evoked a desire to sharply scream from fear.
However, opening her mouth merely led to several more gulps of muddy water gushing into her mouth with a gurgle. This caused her breathing to quicken and her brain to swell painfully beyond comparison.
Nonetheless, Qiao Mu’s gaze was icy as she stared stoically at this woman who was on the verge of death.
In the three days since her rebirth, Qiao Mu had been carefully contemplating her previous life’s events. It could be said that when she carefully traced the root cause of her entire family’s tragic fate, Wu Yanzhen’s appearance was the fuse that triggered the turn of events in her previous life.
Whether it was her mother’s passing caused by depression, her father’s forced remarriage, her step-mother’s deliberate negligence, her younger brother’s rebellious and prodigal character, or her and her younger sister’s miserable fates, it all had to do with this woman who was persistently struggling in the mud.
Hence, she told herself in her mind, “This duplicitous and extremely malicious Wu Yanzhen deserves to die!”
“If you don’t die, how can I change my future? If you don’t die, how can I turn my family’s fate around? Hence, you should just... obediently do as I say and contently and peacefully—die!”

Chapter 2: Eye WitnessTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
A chill suddenly crept up Qiao Mu’s back as she felt a sense of danger, the kind of danger that comes from being targeted by a ferocious beast. It caused Qiao Mu to tense up, then her head suddenly shot up as well.
She turned her line of sight as a trace of icy killing intent sprang from her pitch-black eyes; however, it unexpectedly clashed with a pair of placid and austere ink-colored phoenix eyes.
Qiao Mu’s heart sank with a thump.
This was her first time committing a crime after reincarnating, and she just so happened to be caught red-handed like this?
It made Qiao Mu somewhat speechless, but she was not too frightened as her pitch-black eyes eerily and unwaveringly watched the other person.

Thus, two pairs of eyes maintained contact across the two shores of the half-abandoned irrigation ditch.
Qiao Mu’s side of the ditch was a deserted mud road littered with small and shallow potholes at every step. The side below the youth, however, was layered loess, and its landscape was pervaded by a storm of dust and sand that was caused by the horses’ flying hooves.
The period between 13 and 14 years old just happened to be the time of fine clothes and magnificent horses.
The youth’s outfit consisted of a thin, sleeveless spring jacket, wide open and untied at the waist, on top of a white robe. His black hair fell down his back like a waterfall, gracefully dancing and fluttering with his clothes in the breeze.
The sleeves of his robes were lightly rolled up to his elbows, revealing the bronze-colored skin obtained from time spent under the brazen sun.
When Qiao Mu looked over, she only saw how the hair on his forehead was slightly messy from the gentle breeze and how his phoenix eyes, which were as bright yet bottomless as pitch-black gems, shimmered with a bedazzling light that was as unfathomable as the abyss with every glance.
It was unknown how long he had sat there on his horse. His unworldly handsome looks blazed like the scorching sun while his expression was laden with spirit. Meanwhile, a group of youths collectively dressed in black, short-lapel clothes sat behind him.
The handsome and slender youth stood in the midst of the waltzing sand and dust atop the rich, yellow earth in spotlessly white clothes. Although he did nothing but stand silently on the side, he naturally formed a sight that could not be overlooked. It was as though everything in the world would lose its color the moment he chose to walk to that spot, and the world would be reduced to a backdrop that complemented his perfection and beauty.
He was clearly standing on nothing but the village’s desolate land, but it looked as if he was standing in the country’s most regal hall, looking down on the world. The incomparably noble aura of a leader emanating from him.
Qiao Mu could tell that a penetrating sharpness laid hidden in the youth’s seemingly placid eyes, causing other people to be unable to directly look at him. People instantly associated him with the keen and crafty leopards in the grasslands, and the way in which they could ferociously latch onto your throat without warning, evoking an irrepressible sense of danger in people.
Of course, if you merely judged someone by their appearance, you would completely lose! Qiao Mu had lived two times already, and if she still did not understand this principle in life, then she would have lived in vain. action

Qiao Mu could instinctively sniff a sense of “danger” from the unknown youth before her, so she immediately retracted her hands and released her death grip on Wu Yanzhen before expressionlessly glancing at the other side again.
Then, she calmly fixed her clothes and smoothed out her slightly messy hair before turning around and leaving leisurely with her hands tucked inside her pockets.
Ten to twenty similar-aged youths in black stood behind the white-clothed youth, and it was a while before they regained their breath.
One of them immediately trotted up on his horse and looked at where Qiao Mu had disappeared to with an astonished expression. “My lord, that little girl just now... she was killing someone, right?”
This question was evidently superfluous. Didn’t any person with working eyes see it just now?
The white-clothed youth turned his head, a sneer showing on his matchlessly beautiful face—comparable to the blooming willows of spring.
The youth in black, whose eyes were sharp like an eagle’s, scratched his nose with embarrassment. “This subordinate was just saying.”
That little girl had grabbed a hard rock and fiercely smashed it to the back of the fat woman’s head. After the fat woman rolled down the slope, she had indifferently plunged her into the muddy waters, trying to asphyxiate her. The whole series of killing motions were done adeptly, and her expression was also oddly placid—to the point of setting a person’s hair on end.
However, in the end, she was hindered by the discovery of their presence and did not succeed. She was vicious to this extent, yet she looked like she was only five or six years old at most.
There also appeared to be something peculiar about her actions and the grasp of her strength?
Most importantly, after later realizing they had witnessed her entire act of murder, she could still act like nothing was wrong and calmly leave after fixing her clothes.
This... just what kind of broken child was she! Was she truly not a demon?
“She was stoic the whole time, and her disposition was calm to the point of apathy,” another youth in black stated as he trotted up.
They must have opened their eyes wrong! Therefore, they witnessed a five-or-six-year-old girl’s act of unsuccessful murder in this tiny, ordinary mountain village.