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

Winter passed and spring arrived, with flowers withering and blossoming. Time flew by quickly as they practiced martial arts daily, and a year had passed in the blink of an eye.


Su Qingluo, now six and a half years old, grew taller quickly like a willow branch sprouting, and her slender and beautiful figure already showed traces of a young girl.


Wang Meng went through an even bigger change with his martial arts training throughout the year, causing his muscles to become strong and well-proportioned and his body well-built. He grew up quickly.


In just a year, he was half a head taller than Doudou. Among eight-year-olds, he definitely stood out among the rest.


Although Doudou wasn't as tall as Wang Meng, he was a diligent and polite ten-year-old boy. Being studious, his body exuded a strong scholarly aura, and anyone who met him would praise him for being a refined young man.


Chapter Seventy-Five: Six and a Half Years Old_1