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

With the protection of the three big dogs, the Little Prince ran forward gleefully.


Jifeng and Jiyu, carrying the Night Pearl, illuminated the way ahead and behind, their eyes almost popping out in fear that the young master might trip on a rock inadvertently.


The cave's entrance wasn't deep. Su Qingluo, supporting Grandma Liu from behind, soon emerged from the passage and stepped into the spacious and well-ventilated lava cave.


At the ventilated spot in the cave, a pile of neatly stacked tree branches had been set aside, prepared by Jifeng and Jiyu working overnight to dry them for later use.


Under the dripping stalactites, two wooden barrels were placed. The water collected was clean and clear, safe for drinking.


Three horses were tied to the stalactites, with a small pile of grass by their feet. The horses leisurely ate the grass and neighed happily when Su Qingluo and the others entered.


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