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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
Peringkat tidak cukup
1861 Chs

Chapter 707: Harvest Year, Cutting Rice in the Field_1

"I'm not afraid. We Lin Clan youngsters can stand tall and true. We're not afraid of getting hurt in battle, let alone being scared of a worm,"

Lin Jinhao said nonchalantly, patting his chest with a thumping sound.

"I'm not afraid either."

Lin Jinlei stood straight with a serious expression on his little face.

"Alright, roll up your pant legs and follow your sister to the rice field."

Lin Qingluo's eyes shimmered with amusement as she looked at her two proud younger brothers, her eyebrows arching with laughter.

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Neither of the brothers had ever worked in a rice field before, but they followed their sister's example, grabbing a handful of rice stalks and cutting them with a sickle. They worked diligently, cutting one stalk at a time.

However, after a short while, their enthusiasm waned, and they began to feel sore and slow down.