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's brows furrowed, sensing a foreboding feeling.


From the faint coughing, she could tell that the woman inside the sedan had been plagued by unresolved worries for years, leading to a depressed mood that eventually turned into illness.


The Duke of Zhen's Mansion was prestigious and wealthy. How could she, as the lady of the house, be so troubled and melancholic that it made her ill?


"Yin'er, go and find out more about the Princess as soon as possible."


Though she had been mistakenly replaced and separated from her birth parents for nine years, her blood ties and affection for them remained unbroken.


With a new task, Little Kingfisher joyfully fluttered its small wings and flew away at great speed.


The small sedan followed the crowded stream of people up the mountain, arriving at the back entrance of Foshou Temple.


The accompanying maid lifted the curtain, helping a refined and elegant lady step out from the sedan.


Chapter 217: Upholding the Glory of Lin Clan's Youngsters _1