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

The little prince's eyes brightened as he obediently took a Spirit Pill from the medicine bottle and put it in his mouth.


The Spirit Pill had excellent sleep-inducing effects. Not long after, his eyelids began to droop, his mind grew drowsy, and he felt a strong urge to sleep.


"Sister, don't leave, stay with Xuan'er."


The little prince rubbed his eyes with his small hands, not wanting to close them for fear that as soon as he did, his sister would abandon him.


"Sister won't leave, sister will stay with Xuan'er."


Lin Qingluo gently patted his back, her soft voice carrying a soothing effect.


The little prince, listening to his sister's gentle voice, peacefully closed his eyes.


Lin Qingluo picked up the little prince, put him on the bed, covered him with a thin blanket, pulled up a chair, and sat down next to the bed.


"Master, just now, at the Mental Cultivation Hall, Yin'er truly saw quite the spectacle."


Chapter 523: Guarded for One Night_1