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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 236: The Little Prince Turns Six _1

In the beautiful autumn days, Little Prince celebrated his most joyful birthday of the year once again.

Little Mengbao was now six.

Su Qingluo personally cooked for him again, making him a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup.

Little Prince enjoyed eating it very much, with his sister sitting on his left side and a little tiger cub lying on his right, making him cheerfully bubble with joy.

The harvest season passed in the blink of an eye, and winter arrived. Just as the first snow sealed the mountains, Su Qingluo turned nine years old.

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"Hehe!"

"Haha!"

At the open space beside the village entrance's big locust tree, more than ten children, aged from five to eight, basked in the warm winter noon sun, and pretended to practice martial arts with their small fists.

Wang Meng served as their Master and, with a straight face, shouted slogans while leading the young radish heads to strengthen their bodies.