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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 · Integral
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1822 Chs

Chapter 156: Little Meng Bao Who Doesn't Want to Eat Egg Yolk_1

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"Xuan'er, be good, don't make a fuss. Your sister seldom gets a day off; let her sleep in."

Having her ear painfully pinched, Su Qingluo helplessly turned over and continued to sleep.

"Sister, get up. Xuan'er's tummy is hungry, I want to eat."

The little cutie was not happy, rubbing his sister's shoulder persistently and urging her to get up.

With her head aching from his noise, Su Qingluo wailed and sat up. Seeing the little troublemaker, she suddenly pulled the quilt over to cover the annoying little sticky fellow.

"Whimper."

With a sudden darkness in front of him, the little cutie was frightened and pursed his lips, wanting to cry. His small arms and legs flailed about inside the quilt.

"Ha ha ha."

Laughing heartily, Su Qinglu crossed the room to fetch her washbasin and went out to the well to fetch water and wash her face.