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

"This lord is worried that once he really doesn't care and leads the army personally, millions of troops will pressure our borders. The border defense forces will be under immense pressure. Although the Lin Clan's army is brave and skilled in battle, there is a huge difference in numbers. I don't know if they can withstand the heavy armored army's attack."


Lin Qingluo's eyes were cold, like ice and frost.


Noble Lord's eyes dimmed slightly: "Today, at noon."


"Stall him first; do not give him an answer."


Lin Qingluo's eyes were deep and unfathomable: "Delay him for ten days or half a month and see his reaction."


Noble Lord's thick and dense eyelashes trembled a little: "That's also what Her Majesty means."


"Send news to the Lin Clan's army stationed at the border and let them prepare as much as possible in advance."


Lin Qingluo's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard the words 'Her Majesty'.


Chapter 575: Night Banquet at the Imperial Palace, Each with Their Own Thoughts_1