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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 907: Cousin, My Cousin, Cultivation of Spirit Roots_1

"If you can't stand it, don't disturb others. Being a hindrance on your sister's path to immortality—how could you bear that?"

"Cough, cough."

Ye Qinghan's cheeks immediately flushed a deep red, and he embarassingly closed his mouth.

"Master said all you need to do is keep silent; your posture doesn't matter."

Mo Canglan patted his shoulder and then sat back down in a cross-legged position, closing his eyes and ignoring him.

Ye Qinghan sat in silence for a moment before awkwardly standing up and once again attempting to sit cross-legged.

Soon enough, he collapsed again but managed to sustain the pain and numbness without making a sound.

After repeated attempts, he felt a response from his body—an intense heat burst forth from within him, running through his limbs and gradually enveloping his entire body.

"Ah!"

Despite his efforts to tolerate it, he couldn't prevent a scream of agony as he rolled on the ground in pain.