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

Ye Zilin's eyes showed determination, with a calmness and firmness uncommon for a nine-year-old boy.


Ye Yunzheng looked worried and wanted to persuade him again.


"Yunzheng brother, you don't need to persuade me anymore."


Ye Zilin waved his hand to interrupt him: "Becoming a disciple of True Master Chixia is my father's wish, and I cannot disappoint him."


Ye Yunzheng's eyes dimmed, filled with guilt and regret. He had never hated himself more for bringing misfortune upon his Third Uncle's family.


Three days later, Ye Zilin knelt in front of his parents' tombstone, respectfully kowtowed three times, bade farewell to his relatives with his brother and sister, and left Lanshan Village.


His sister was very young, so he wrapped her up in a sheet, forming a makeshift sling that he tied to his chest.


Ye Ziyan was obedient and sensible, hugging her brother's neck without crying or making a fuss.


Chapter 1827: Lin Yan Story Part 11_1