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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 · Général
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1861 Chs

Chapter 789: This Flower Crown, You Want to Give It to Fifth Brother, Right? _1

"Hiss."

Around the bonfire, a gasp resounded as everyone looked at the scene with incredulous eyes.

"Miss, you may have misunderstood; like you, I am also..."

Lin Qingluo removed the flower wreath and subconsciously tried to explain.

"No need to explain."

Ah Ruhan cut her off before she could finish: "You are the one I have in mind. From today onwards, you will be my husband."

"Cough cough."

Lin Qingluo's hand trembled as she held the flower wreath, resisting the urge to throw it away.

"Ah Ruhan, how could you choose her as your husband?"

"Yes, how is she worthy of you?"

"You are the pearl of our grassland; how could you marry a foreigner?"

The grassland warriors, who had been eagerly hoping to form a beautiful bond with this beauty, became furious. Fueled by alcohol, they gathered around and glared at Lin Qingluo with hostility.

"Cough cough."

Lin Qingluo lightly coughed twice, subconsciously wanting to argue.