The Cold King's Fierce Consort

】 What is a "tomboy"? Someone who can handle the parlor, manage the kitchen, fix a computer, and beat up a thug. A modern prosecutor and tomboy transmigrates into the body of an ancient, lovestruck woman. Upon opening her eyes, she sees a handsome man roaring at her. "This Prince has never seen a woman as thick-skinned and shameless as you!" "You have a great physique!" the woman replied, forcing a smile. The man's leopard-like eyes glared in fury. Did this woman truly think he was praising her? Having transmigrated, the prosecutor refuses to ever again play the role of a lovestruck girl for others to trample upon. Revealing her sharp edge and imposing spirit, she returns any slight tenfold. As a Princess Consort, she establishes the "Xinzheng Agency," making a name for herself and living life to the fullest! 【Snippet One】 The woman asked indifferently, "What exactly do you like about her? In what way is she better than me?" The man replied, "She is better than you in every way. She is prettier than you, kinder than you, and the fragrance on her body is pure." The corners of the woman's lips curled slightly as she drifted a comment: "I'm afraid that's the smell of vaginal discharge medication." "..." The man was stunned. 【Snippet Two】 "If you can find ironclad evidence that the Princess Consort has been cheating, this Prince is willing to pay ten thousand taels of gold." The man sought out the mysterious sect that had recently risen in the martial arts world—the "Xinzheng Agency." "Prince Pingnan, please wait a moment." (After a long wait...) "Prince Pingnan, our Agency Head requests your presence—" When the man stepped into the dark room and saw the face before him, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "It's you?!" "With Your Highness's repeated patronage, this subject thought Your Highness was intentionally supporting my business!" The woman smiled faintly. "..." 【Snippet Three】 Male Supporting Character: "You are the wind and I am the sand, you are the vine and I am the melon. Qing'er, if you do not love me... I shall commit suicide!" The man suddenly popped his head out from the shadows: "She is the fish and you are the shark, she is the flower and you are the scum. If you aren't afraid of assassination, feel free to come and chase her!" The woman glanced at the pink-cheeked little child by her side: "Baby, if Mommy heard correctly, is your daddy trying to block my suitors? Doesn't he hate me?" "Mommy, in the face of love... there is no logic!" The little child rested a chubby hand on their cheek and spoke with a straight face.