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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 · Allgemein
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1861 Chs

Chapter 1001: She still thinks it's better to have big brother in charge._1

At dawn, before the sky brightened, the main entrance of the Imperial Palace was wide open.

Officials both civil and military braved the heavy snow to enter the palace gate, waiting outside the Hall of Peaceful Harmony.

At the third quarter of the hour of Si, the funeral procession officially set forth, going out of the palace gate in an awe-inspiring manner, following the main road leading outside the city towards the West Mountain Imperial Mausoleum in the outskirts of the city.

On both sides of the road along the way, the common people knelt and kowtowed, with solemn faces, quietly suppressing any sound.

The Crown Princess knelt on the imperial palanquin, wearing mourning clothes, her childish little face showing three parts impatience, four parts boredom, but not a trace of grief.

With the passing of the Imperial Grandmother, the future monarch of Fengqi Empire never shed a single tear throughout.