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

A Shadow Guard appeared immediately, kneeling on one knee.


Noble Lord commanded in a serious tone, "Take my token, and go to Duke of Zhen's Mansion, tell them Miss Lin will be staying in the Imperial Palace tonight."


The Shadow Guard respectfully accepted the order and promptly turned to leave.


Noble Lord slightly raised an eyebrow, turned his gaze to Lin Qingluo, "If there is anything else you need, don't hesitate to tell me, I will do my utmost to fulfill it for you."


Lin Qingluo, looking somewhat tired, rubbed her temples.


Noble Lord commanded seriously: "Summon the servants, send Miss Lin and Young Master Mo to rest in the guest room."


Two palace maids came forward, respectfully extended their hands to Lin Qingluo, making a gesture of invitation.


"Miss Lin, please follow this servant to the guest room."


"This humble girl will take her leave."


Chapter 691: Losing One Year of Life, I Didn't Mean to Harm the Prince_1