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

Su Qingluo pinched his little nose with doting affection, giving him a fervent reminder.


With a bright, smiling face, Su Qingluo turned to Wang Meng and gave him a comforting look, "Brother Meng, we can stop here. I'll take Xuan'er to the classroom. You don't need to come with us."


"I'll wait downstairs for a bit. You don't need to worry about me, just concentrate on your class."


Wang Meng remained uneasy, wanting to spend more time accompanying her.


Su Qingluo smiled in relief and bent over to let Little Prince down to the ground. Holding his little hand, they ascended the stairs.


In order to avoid attracting unwanted attention, Su Qingluo still dressed the Little Prince in coarsely woven, separate padded jackets and trousers. His hair was tied into an adorable topknot, making him look like a little country child.


Chapter 168: Either Rich or Noble_1