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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 686: Blocking the Sword, Lin Yixuan Gets Injured_1

"The birds say he's faking illness and is in the Serene Snow Pavilion," Little Kingfisher reported truthfully.

"Let's wait and see."

Lin Qingluo rubbed her forehead helplessly: "Let's see what kind of game he's playing, I hope it won't be disappointing."

"All right, I will report to you when the drama unfolds."

Little Kingfisher stood on the beam of the Mental Cultivation Hall, from above, she continued to enjoy the drama heartily.

Inside the Mental Cultivation Hall, the sound of a zither being played melodiously echoed. About a dozen dancing girls were dancing gracefully, their soft waists rotating with the melody.

The ministers were toasting and drinking, their cups clashing.

The Empress and the Emperor sat shoulder to shoulder in the main hall, the highest place in the center, with the three imperial princesses, and the Prince, seated on the left and right sides respectively.