webnovel

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
Not enough ratings
1861 Chs

Chapter 956: Setting a Trap, Waiting for the Noble Lord to Fall into It_1

"Noble Lord found out about what happened in front of the palace gate, and as expected, he couldn't bear it. He plans to send someone to assassinate Duanhui at the Crown Princess's coronation ceremony tomorrow."

"He wants to assassinate her again?"

Lin Qingluo's heart sank, "I hope it doesn't cause more trouble."

"There's a high chance it will."

Little Kingfisher guessed secretly: "The Prime Minister is cunning. He won't allow anyone to ruin the coronation ceremony. He must have planned carefully. Anyone who tries to assassinate will be like walking into a trap."

"There's something fishy about this."

Lin Qingluo had a sudden bad feeling: "Could it be that Duanhui's humiliating Yixuan in front of the hall was premeditated? Maybe she's one of the Prime Minister's people, setting a trap for Noble Lord to fall into?"

"It's possible."