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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 77: Little Beggar_1

The first to make his move was a little beggarboy. Taking advantage of Su Zixuan's inattention, he bumped into him intentionally and seized the opportunity to steal his money pouch.

Believing himself to be undetected, he curled up his lips in delight, making a quick getaway.

His small figure merged easily with the crowded streets, like a slippery catfish navigating through human crevices, he quickly darted into a deserted alley.

There, he took a breather and began to swing the pouch around, humming a tune, his body swaggered effortlessly in delight.

Just as he was about to open the pouch and count his loot, chirping sounds of a bird, followed by a teasing laugh came from behind him.

"Pretty fast runner you are, nimble with your hands, I see. Clearly a seasoned pickpocket," a voice said.

"Who's there?"

The little beggarboy turned around sharply, his scalp tingling with fear as he faced the petite figure approaching him.