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 watched with amusement as a teasing laugh slipped past his lips.


Jing Youming had a dark streak across her face, her palm glowed with a mystical light, and she whisked both the white and red foxes back.


The two little foxes looked at each other and let out a pitiful sigh. They curled up into a ball and obediently nestled in their father's embrace.


Jing Youming, holding her two daughters, flew out of the secret place.


Lin Qingluo smiled knowingly. His figure flickered, and he disappeared from the spot.


The next second, he reappeared outside the hidden area.


Little Kingfisher flew over like a shooting star, landing on his master's shoulder, slightly disappointed.


The visit to the Monster Realm had been cut short, depriving the divine beast of playtime.


"There will be plenty of opportunities to visit the Monster Realm."


Chapter 1627: He Lives, I Live, He Dies, I Die _1