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

Lin Qingluo laughed and teased, "That's a proud and aloof little ancestor. If it's unhappy, it'll act up and secretly mess with people. No one dares to provoke it."


"Yin'er is the most arrogant and lovable divine beast baby I have ever seen."


Shibao chuckled and honestly replied, "Other divine beast babies, during their infancy, cannot leave the protection of their parents. They follow their mothers around, wagging their tails like little followers, not daring to stray too far away."


"Those naive and ignorant little creatures can't compare with Yin'er."


Reminiscing about her past life, Lin Qingluo said, "Yin'er and I were both born with the memories of our past lives."


"In our past lives, he was unyielding and unmatched. He could spread his wings to the extreme, obscuring the sky and obscuring the sun, scorching the ground beneath him. Everywhere he went, everything turned into ashes."


Chapter 1075: Memories of Past Life, Rendering the Heroism of Facing Death Unflinchingly_1