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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 · โรแมนซ์ทั่วไป
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Chapter 256: Huya Family Reunion_1

Su Qingluo laughed and patted his little head: "The Qilian Mountain Range is Huya's home. Only in the deep mountains and valleys can it live freely without being bound by the worldly views."

"Is Huya going home? Not coming back with us?"

The little prince looked at the three little tigers playing and frolicking, reluctant to part.

"It's up to it."

Su Qingluo smiled and comforted: "It's still small, only half a year old, with a head not too big. People's fear for it is not deep yet, at least in Woniu Village, it can still play comfortably for another half-year. When it's one year old, it must return to the mountains and forests."

"Roar."

As the siblings were talking, perhaps being hungry, Huya ran back cheerfully, rubbing against the little prince's pocket like a spoiled child.

There were cooked meat strips in the pocket, which were its snacks, available to eat anytime it was hungry.

"Huya, do you want to go home with us?"