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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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Chapter 991: The Mischievous Kid Causing People a Headache_1

"Don't worry, Dad knows."

Su Hu chuckled twice, pulled up his collar, and braved the bone-chilling winter wind as he left the kitchen and headed straight for the door.

Thank you, Dad. You're the best.

Lin Qingluo watched Su Hu leave, her eyes filled with gratitude. After a moment of silence, she found a charcoal brazier in the kitchen, lit some charcoal, and carried it back to her room.

"Sister, let me carry it for you."

Lin Yixuan's eyes were swollen from crying. Seeing his sister enter, he wiped his tears with his sleeve, got up, and took the charcoal brazier from her, placing it next to the small table.

The charcoal crackled as it burned, gradually warming the room.

"The rice porridge is ready, and the steamed buns are being cooked. We can eat soon."

Lin Qingluo gently wiped his tears with a handkerchief, then took some ointment from her Storage Ring and applied it to his eyelids.

The cool sensation quickly reduced the swelling.