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

Shitou agilely dodged, and continued to tease with a grin.


Feng Yi was thoroughly provoked and wanted to give him another kick, but held back because of the presence of the little master.


"This guy has a sharp tongue and deserves a beating."


Wang Meng patted Feng Yi's shoulder and gave him a conspiratorial look: "One of these days, you and I will teach him a good lesson."


Lin Qingluo smiled as he watched the three young men bicker, and with flickering spiritual light in his right hand, he put away the antiquated jade artifact and led the way up the stairs.


"Master, there are good treasures on the ninth floor."


The Little Kingfisher and Baoya were waiting impatiently for Lin Qingluo on the ninth floor. As soon as they saw their young master arriving, they eagerly presented him with a delicate and translucent bead.


Chapter 592: High-level Spatial Magic Weapon, Blessed Land of Cave Heaven_1