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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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Chapter 1127: Half of the Broken Sword, Reforging the Divine Sword_1

Sword Spirit was disheartened: "The Divine Sword is shattered."

"What about the fragments?"

Little Kingfisher had a lively mind and quickly proposed: "I can use divine fire to help you reconstruct the sword."

"I have the fragments."

Upon hearing the reconstruction of the sword, Sword Spirit's spirit lifted, took a deep breath, and spat out half a broken sword with a hilt.

"Jinghong Divine Sword!"

Lin Qingluo's eyes sparkled, she caressed the broken sword, unable to contain her excitement.

"Master."

Sword Spirit was filled with guilt: "Before the Divine Sword shattered and lost consciousness, everything was pitch black, and I couldn't retrieve all the fragments."

"Jinghong, it's not your fault. Having half of the broken sword is already great."

Lin Qingluo felt a sense of sadness in her heart. She rubbed the little head of Sword Spirit to comfort it.

"Master, let's reconstruct the sword body."

Little Kingfisher was impatient, eager to lend a hand.