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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 · Umum
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1861 Chs

Chapter 689: The Not-So-Fragile Heart, Shattered into Pieces_1

"Quickly, carry the prince up."

The Empress was filled with worry. Two Qilin Guards stepped forward and carried the Little Prince onto the Imperial Palanquin.

"Head to the Serene Snow Pavilion."

The Empress, supported by the attendant, also got onto the Imperial Palanquin.

Eight bearers moved swiftly and steadily, lifting the palanquin and leaving the Mental Cultivation Hall, heading towards the Serene Snow Pavilion.

Qingluo did not follow the Imperial Palanquin, she looked around and accurately found Jifeng's silhouette.

"Jifeng, could you please go to the Blessing Feast Restaurant and bring Cang Lan into the palace? I need his assistance."

Jifeng's eyes twitched, his disguise that he considered flawless, was once again effortlessly seen through.

A heart, not fragile, shattered into dust.

"Alright."

Little Prince's life and death was crucial and he had no time for sorrow. He cupped his hands together and ran off.