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

Mu Fan's feet were still moving non-stop, his clear and resolute voice carried away by the wind.


"Commander Mu, I have already reported to Uncle Master Ji He and resigned from my post in the Security Battalion. He has permitted me to leave."


His words implied that he was no longer a soldier in the Security Battalion and would no longer obey Mu Rongxue's orders.


"Mu Fan, I have always treated you well. Why must you be so heartless, leaving without saying goodbye?"


Her soft and resentful voice seemed to be both far and near, as if it was circling around his ears, yet also thousands of miles away.


"I appreciate Commander Mu's kindness, but I must take my leave."


Mu Fan continued to use Phantom Step at high speed, his black clothes and hair fluttering in the wind, moving so fast that it was almost impossible to see him, leaving only afterimages on the snowy plain.


Chapter 1371: Snowy Night Pursuit, Evilbane Sword Spirit_1