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

"Brother, don't worry about riding with Yin'er here."


Su Qingluo stretched out her tender, little hand with a smile, pointing at the little kingfisher standing on top of Black Wind's head.


The little kingfisher chirped in sync, proudly raising its head, its round, curious eyes gazing at him.


It seemed to be looking down on this clumsy boy who couldn't ride a horse.


Su Zixuan's cheeks turned red-hot, the feeling of being despised by a bird was not pleasant at all.


"Brother, let's go home, Qingluo is hungry."


Hearing his sister's soft, milky voice, Su Zixuan gritted his teeth and climbed onto the horse with determination.


Just as his sister had said, Black Wind didn't kick him off this time but obediently lowered its head, allowing him to climb onto its back.


Su Zixuan felt relieved and couldn't help but glance at the little kingfisher.


Chapter 52: The Arrogant Black Wind_1