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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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Chapter 1697: Not knowing who it is, too embarrassed to send the necklace, let Grandma Mu pass it on_1

"Hualing is right."

Lin Qingluo laughed without a care, "It's better for the baby not to meet the relatives first. It will be a pleasant surprise when they ascend, and it won't have the same effect if they know in advance."

"Yes, Master is absolutely right."

Hualing was satisfied, holding Little Ximo and laughing with extreme happiness.

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"Mu Fan."

Lin Qingluo's ears turned red, and after thinking for a long time, she finally asked, "Ximo doesn't look like you, will you mind?"

Mu Fan's steps faltered as he held Little Xiyan, his heart trembling violently.

"No."

His cheeks visibly reddened, and after a long pause, he managed to say, "I like it even better that both babies look like their sister."

"Hehe."

The flower spirits watched his helpless embarrassment, covering their mouths with handkerchiefs and laughing.

"As long as you don't mind."