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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 · 一般的
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1861 Chs

Chapter 1242: The Supreme Treasure of Xueyu Kingdom is not the Ice Soul Cold Lotus_1

"Sister, the ultimate treasure of Xueyu Kingdom is not the Ice Soul Cold Lotus."

Lin Yixuan suddenly looked up, filled with joy, a strange gleam in his eyes: "The real treasure is still in their holy land. The people of Xueyu Kingdom don't know the truth either."

"Yixuan!"

Lin Qingluo was taken aback, instinctively interrupting him.

"Sister, I didn't say anything."

Lin Yixuan shrugged innocently, his face full of pure innocence.

"You mentioned the holy land."

Shitou's ears were sharp and caught every word.

"Did I? I don't remember."

Lin Yixuan played dumb, subtly moving towards the curtain.

"Yixuan."

Lin Qingluo clenched her fingers one by one.

"I'm going to help Brother Lan with the injured."

Like a slippery catfish, Lin Yixuan zipped out of the tent and disappeared.

"Yixuan, you stop right there."

Lin Qingluo vanished from her original position as well.

A high-decibel roar echoed from outside the tent.

"Oh boy, he's always pushing the Master's limits."