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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
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Definitely blow away the cloud_1

"Father is here?"

Su Qingluo's heart leapt with joy as she took out a small handful of dried sweet potato from her storage ring to reward Little Kingfisher.

"Yeah, he's very worried about you."

Little Kingfisher happily ate the dried sweet potato: "He kept mumbling about wanting to come to the other side of the river to find you guys."

A warm current surged through Su Qingluo's heart: "Good thing he didn't come. It's hard to see clearly in the dark, so he would have gotten lost if he did."

"The rain is about to stop."

Little Kingfisher picked up a piece of dried sweet potato, tilted its head back and swallowed it, suddenly chiming in with a smile.

"Really? How do you know?"

Su Qingluo's eyes brightened instantly.

"Birds are flying in from the south, saying that the strong wind blew away the rain clouds in the Qilian Mountain Range last night, and the rain has stopped to the south."