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

"What's your name? Where are you from?"


As the boat reached the ferry crossing, Su Qingluo walked ahead with Little Prince in her arms, while Wang Meng and the young boy trailed behind, chatting as they walked.


The boy had a good impression of him and answered without hesitation or any concealment.


"Medicine King Valley, huh? The family of medical experts spoken of in legends?"


Wang Meng took the opportunity to inquire about the purpose of his visit, complimenting him: "No wonder your medical skills are so good."


"Cang Lan just knows a little, not deserving of being called good."


The boy replied modestly, rubbing his hands together somewhat stiffly.


Wang Meng glanced at the boy's height and chuckled: "How old are you? Eleven or twelve? So young and able to save people, you'll definitely become a Divine Doctor when you grow up."


The boy looked somewhat unnatural: "Cang Lan is already fourteen years old."


"Ah? You're so short for a fourteen-year-old?"


Chapter 130: Little Medical Fool_1