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

"Alright, it's getting late. We should be on our way."


Only at this moment did Lin Qingluo turn around, grinning as she played the part of the peacemaker.


"It's best not to wander around in the coming days. Jinling City is gathering cultivators, and killing and robbing are happening frequently. If you can avoid trouble, please do."


A group of young men agreed in unison and stood up from the ground.


Ye Qinghan and Ye Qingying, the siblings of the Ye Clan, lagged behind.


Lin Qingluo stepped forward leisurely and forcefully pulled Ye Qinghan away, helping Ye Qingying up and wiping her tears with a handkerchief moistened with spiritual medicine.


The redness and swelling of her eyelids visibly receded.


Ye Qingying's eyes glimmered with gratitude, and a streak of determination flitted across the depths of her eyes.


"Cousin, let's go home first. We can talk when we get back."


Chapter 905: The innocent and pure little Stele Spirit is tricked by its Master again_1