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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 · Tổng hợp
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
1861 Chs

Chapter 1308: Cold and indifferent as he may be, he can also be gentle and considerate to a stranger_1

"Thump, thump, thump."

In the silent tent, Mu Fan clearly heard his own rapid heartbeat.

"Senior Brother Mu, I feel terrible, dizzy, want to vomit..."

Qing Yuan nestled in his arms, rubbing uncomfortably against his neck.

Her burning forehead, hot breath, and intoxicating scent burned his nerves.

"Once you drink the medicine, the fever will go away soon. Just hold on a little longer."

Mu Fan instinctively moved back a bit, trying to put some distance between him and the young man in his arms. His tone, however, was gentler than ever before.

"No medicine, it's so bitter, I don't want to."

Qing Yuan, dizzy from the fever, insisted on burrowing into his arms.

The more he tried to distance himself, the tighter Qing Yuan clung, seemingly seeking some rare coolness from his body.

"Fine, no medicine. If you feel better, we won't drink anymore."

Mu Fan gave a bitter smile as he gently held Qing Yuan's burning body, coaxing him like a child.

"No drinking, better soon."