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

The Su Clan rode without stopping, rushing back to Woniu Village while the news sent to Capital City by the Mingshui County Magistrate also made its way into the Imperial Palace.


Inside the Serene Snow Pavilion, Noble Lord took out a letter from the bamboo tube tied to a carrier pigeon's leg and quickly skimmed through it with a sigh.


After a year and a half, Xuan'er returned to his beloved sister.


The fateful benefactor, hopefully this time, there will be no more mistakes.


Xuzhou City, Thousand-Mechanism Pavilion.


Luo Zhan held the letter, respectfully presenting it to the Pavilion Master.


The young man took the letter, read through it at a glance, and casually tossed it aside. His eyes, tainted with a touch of devilish charm, were as black as ink and emitted a strong murderous aura.


Chapter 88: The Destined Nobleman _1