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

Luo Zhan understood very well, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a cunning smile similar to that of a fox.


Su Qingluo clapped her little hands, grinning, and exchanged glances with Luo Zhan. Both of them saw the satisfaction in each other's eyes.


Late that night, at the Thousand-Mechanism Pavilion.


"Pavilion Master, that little girl indeed has some skills. I watched her play a tune that attracted numerous birds. It was truly remarkable."


Luo Zhan stood respectfully in front of a young man wearing a silver mask, describing in detail what he had seen in Woniu Village that afternoon, without leaving out any detail.


"Have you investigated her background?"


The young man took off the mask, revealing a face with charming eyebrows and eyes, a mixture of wickedness and androgynous beauty. In the depths of his eyes, a sharp glint flashed.


"We have investigated, but the trail was lost near Capital City."


Chapter 50: The Young Prodigy_1