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

"Grandpa, when I went to Penglai Immortal Pavilion this time, I bought some spiritual tea for you as a gift."


Lin Qingluo smiled, and a flash of spiritual light from her right hand revealed a pot of spiritual tea.


Old Master's eyes brightened, and he became interested.


Lin Qingluo cunningly smiled, and while brewing the tea, she secretly added a longevity pill to the teacup.


The longevity pill was colorless, tasteless, and dissolved immediately in water. The spiritual tea smelled refreshingly pleasant and put anyone in a relaxed mood.


Lin Qingluo held up the teacup and handed it to Old Master.


Old Master looked very pleased, took the teacup, and sipped it bit by bit.


Drinking the tea had the sensation of a hundred-year-old fine wine.


"Qingluo, also make Grandfather a cup of spiritual tea to taste."


Duke of Zhen watched eagerly, swallowing his saliva, and asked for tea for himself.


Chapter 1141: Putting a Longevity Pill into the Teacup_1