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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 · Geral
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1861 Chs

Chapter 1031: The Strategy to Defend Against the Enemy, The Disappearance of the Baby_1

"Your Majesty..."

Five ministers shouted desperately, but the Imperial Guards were as fierce as wolves and tigers. They couldn't break free, so they were dragged down.

"Your Majesty, please calm down."

The officials were terrified, shivering and trembling uncontrollably.

The Beiqi Monarch's eyes were fierce: "From now on, anyone who dares to disturb the people's hearts and mention peace talks will be killed without mercy!"

"We dare not."

The officials pressed their foreheads against the floor, not even having the courage to look up and speak.

"Hmph."

The Beiqi Monarch sneered, got up from the dragon chair, and left with a flick of his sleeve.

"Phew."

The officials wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and struggled to stand with their trembling legs. They rushed out of the hall as if competing for speed.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards."

A ghostly figure appeared behind the dragon chair, watching the officials stumbling and fleeing in disgrace. He snorted disdainfully.