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

Spirit Realm, Ethereal Immortal Palace.


White clouds twirl around an illusionary cliff, two immortal cranes crooning as though they were welcoming the arrival of esteemed guests.


Rong Yunhe and Ji Shuxuan, two real humans, sat facing each other. In front of them was an intricately carved square table made from pear blossom wood, with freshly brewed high-grade spiritual tea on top.


The faintly elegant aroma of tea lingered over the square table, refreshing once inhaled.


Mu Fan, dressed in black with ink-black hair, arrived by sword control, surrounded by clouds, looking as bright as the moon in the sky with his handsome and noble demeanor.


Rong Yunhe's eyes brightened as he saw him, smiling and gesturing him to sit across the table. He picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of hot tea.


"News from the Demon Realm: Qing Cang has slain Mo Ao, suppressed all rebellious Demon Lords, and secured his own throne."


Chapter 1762: A Thousand Years Later, the True Person Mu Fan (Immortal Realm)_1