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

Grandma Wang squinted her eyes, looking at Shitou with sudden joy. She sized him up from head to toe, marveling at the sight.


"Hehe, Grandma Wang, you still remember me?"


Shitou scratched the back of his head with embarrassment.


Ji Liuyun, Lin Jinhao, and Lin Jinlei, hearing the three words Little Street Beggar, were all filled with curiosity, and couldn't help but look over.


Wang Meng happily explained: "He grew up in the Beggar Gang since he was a child, followed his master thief all over the place, and often slipped into other people's pockets."


Was glorious history really the right term to use here?


"Just passing by the alley, I smelled the Osmanthus Wine."


Shitou was not bothered by his dark past at all and spoke excitedly, "You guys hurry up, pack up your things, and we'll go to the night market at night and buy some liquor from the winery."


Chapter Seven Hundred: County Exam, Old Friends Reunion_1