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

"The Barbaric Wilderness is too far from the Central Plains, so the news comes slowly."


Little Kingfisher understood in her heart: "At the latest, there will be news the day after tomorrow."


Lin Qingluo whispered softly: "Tell him not to delay on the way, and go directly to the Polar Ice Field with Tianfeng."


Little Kingfisher's eyes spun, reminding her master: "Mu Fan has finished taking a bath."


Lin Qingluo turned gracefully and transformed back into Qing Yuan, returning to the small courtyard.


"Two Immortal Masters, the meal is ready, please enjoy."


The old man, holding freshly steamed buns and the last remaining pickled vegetables from home, came to the small room and placed them on the bed with great care.


There was no table in the simple room, so they had to eat on the bed and make do.


Chapter 1288: After Drinking This Cup of Cross-cupped Wine, We Will Be Brothers _1