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

In this way, the poison would circulate through the meridians of his whole body, once again eroding his internal organs.


And she, had to repeat the method from a year and a half ago, using her Spiritual Power to massage his acupoints, bit by bit, driving the poison to his fingertips and squeezing out the poisoned blood.


Eliminating the poisoned blood was easy, but the wasted time was hard to recover.


After a year and a half, not only did the Little Prince not get healed, but he also suffered even more torments.


She couldn't imagine how painful and desperate a young child would be when he learns that he can't walk on his own legs.


The wilderness was not an ideal place to perform a full-body massage to remove the poison.


She couldn't bear to refuse the Little Prince's plea nor see his hopeful eyes lose their starry brightness.


Her skillful hands subconsciously held up his right leg, giving him a simple massage.


Chapter 92: Returning from Hunting_1