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

Glancing at the brownish-red Spirit Pill with clear patterns inside the medicine bottle, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his teasing smile froze on his face, revealing some seriousness.


Delicate filament-like voice, clearly entering Lin Qingluo's ears.


Lin Qingluo smiled, communicating with him through their minds.


Ye Kongming's heart raced: "You've already refined it?"


Lin Qingluo lightly nodded, with an unquestionable aura.


Ye Kongming subconsciously thought of Lin Yixuan.


Lin Qingluo did not hide anything: "He has already taken one."


"Senior Brother wanted to ask you yesterday."


Ye Kongming firmly grasped the small white jade bottle, unable to conceal his excitement: "Junior Brother's parents are dead, and he has no more concerns. Is he willing to follow Senior Brother back to the Kunlun Sect to cultivate?"


Chapter 1,122: Master has always been thinking about you and your junior fellow apprentice_1