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

"Take a deep breath and relax your nerves."


Hualing coaxed gently, "Look into the baby's eyes; if she smiles, it means she likes you, and you'll get used to her gradually."


Mu Fan looked into the baby's eyes as instructed, and indeed, the baby was smiling, staring at him curiously with her black grape-like eyes.


Mu Fan's heart raced, and his breathing became stagnant.


The Flower Spirits saw that he did not relax but became even more nervous, and they couldn't help but laugh.


Hearing the laughter of the Flower Spirits, the baby followed suit, kicking her chubby little legs and laughing even more happily.


Mu Fan's heart felt a violent tremble, and he held the baby carefully with his arms stiffening, not daring to move an inch.


Suddenly, the baby stopped smiling, pursed her lips, and burst into tears.


Mu Fan's shirt was visibly soaked in a large area.


Chapter 1695: The Little Baby Boy Derived from the Lotus Seed_1