Ting Lan Listening to the Rain

The Duke's family has gone a century with no daughters. When a daughter was finally born to them, she should have received all the love and pampering, but it turns out that the real daughter had been swapped at birth and taken in by a family of kind-hearted hunters. Ever since they adopted the girl, the hunters seemed to get lucky in everything—game seemed to run into the traps and nets they set, and they would find rare herbs wherever they went. Ten tears later, the Duke's family finally realized the truth that their daughter had been swapped and journeyed over a thousand miles to bring her home. After she returned to her real family, the daughter was undoubtedly spoiled rotten by every member of her family...
After she grew up, Lin Qingluo excelled in martial arts and rose to the peak of the martial world. Joining the battlefield with her brothers and father, she crushed their enemies and became known as a Goddess of War, gaining countless admirers.
Lord of Heavenly Secret Pavilion: Your reputation precedes you, milady—none compares to you, just as the rumors say. 
Chief of the Potion Valley: Your skills with medicine are extraordinary, and I defer to your expertise. I pledge my loyalty in exchange for your tutelage to practice medicine and help people. 
The First Prince of Qi Nation: Thank you for rescuing me. I owe you a life debt. Lin Qingluo: A clingy prince has stolen my heart, and he is all I can think about. There is no other person on my mind.



Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

"Marvelous, marvelous! This tune should only exist in heaven, and how fortunate for the human world to hear it!"


Among those who had come to the Joyful Music Shop to get the bamboo flute, a silk-clothed young man chuckled as he walked out of the courtyard, stepping on the soft sand, splashing through the shallow river water with no care for his shoes.


"Young Master, be careful not to wet your shoes in the river."


A servant following closely behind, softly reminded him.


The young man waved his hand, gesturing for the servant to step back. He continued stepping through the clear shallow river water, approaching the little red horse step by step.


He stood tall and upright, and when he stood in front of the horse, he could look directly into the eyes of the little girl sitting on the horse.


"Little girl, my name is Luo Zhan, the young master of Jufeng Trading Company. Can I have a look at the bamboo flute in your hand?"


Chapter 49: Bamboo Melody_1