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Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

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.

Ting Lan Listening to the Rain · General
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1861 Chs

Chapter 1457 - Little Girl, Is There Hope for Repair?_1

"If you mention the impending deadline again, I'll beat you."

The old woman's anger was provoked by him, and she swung her cane at him.

"Old hag, you are three thousand years old, and your temper is still so bad."

The gray-robed old man dodged her cane with a flash of his figure.

"Wow, Granny is already three thousand years old?"

"In the Human Realm, she is truly an Old Ancestor."

"Mm-hmm, the Old Ancestor of everyone."

The three little ones perked up their ears, caught the key point and exclaimed in unison.

"Cough, cough."

With a gentle cough from Lin Qingluo, the library immediately quieted down.

Two Late Stage of Soul Formation experts glared at each other and then turned their heads away in anger without looking at each other.

"Hehe."

The three little ones covered their mouths and snickered, their cunning little eyes constantly shifting between the two people.

"Little girl, you just said you have studied formations?"