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

Mo Canglan's heart, liver, and lungs thumped with excitement as he closed his eyes in obedience.


Lin Qingluo calmed himself and held his breath, his mind slightly stirring as he silently recited the incantation, shooting a dazzling golden light from his forehead. Massive amounts of complex and incomprehensible information entered the young man's forehead and flowed into his Sea of Consciousness.


Mo Canglan suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils shining golden, with faint runes surging.


After a moment, he took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually regained their clarity.


Lin Qingluo looked impressed: "The Art of Flute Sound is vast and profound in spirit. If you master it, you can exorcise demons and ghosts. Don't rush, practice slowly and follow the steps, and ask me if you don't understand."


Chapter 774: Sincere Emotion and the Creator's Magic_1