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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 912: The Leader Arrives at the Yun Song Academy_1

"Forget it, think positively."

Luo Zhan's eyes sparkled as he consoled with a smile, "Since we've lost the initiative and the advantage of being in the same sect, at least we have established a good relationship with a cultivator who has such great luck. The unknown future will certainly bring benefits."

"Sigh."

The Wind and Moon Pavilion Master had lost count of how many times she sighed recently.

Every time she thought about how Little Qingluo had become Ancestor Kunlun's personal disciple, her heart ached like a knife twisting inside, almost to the point of coughing up blood.

However, she had no choice but to admit that Luo Zhan made sense.

Having lost the chance once, she couldn't afford to lose it for a second time.

Thinking of this, she waved her jade-like hand lightly, summoning a piece of paper. She quickly read it, then with a flicker, she disappeared from the booth.

"Hehe, she left pretty quickly."