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

"Jiangnan is a great place, the land of abundance."


Lin Jinlong's eyes sparkled as he heard this: "A favored gathering place for cultured scholars."


Lin Jinpeng chimed in with a smile: "Filled with poetry, song, and elegant refinement."


"And the singing girls are beautiful, with their soft Wu dialect, delicate and beautiful..."


Not wanting to be left behind, Shitou mimicked and made a show of holding up his orchid finger.


As expected, he was met with a chorus of disdainful gazes from his brothers.


Wang Meng rolled his eyes at Shitou with contempt.


"Before we set off, let's celebrate our little birthday boy's birthday."


Lin Qingluo smiled warmly and fondly ruffled Lin Yixuan's hair.


"Happy birthday, you ten-year-old little youth."


As if they had all agreed beforehand, the brothers wished him well in unison.


"Here comes the noodles, delicious chicken soup noodles."


Chapter 875: Tenth Birthday, Cloud Pine Academy_1