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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 · 综合
分數不夠
1861 Chs

Chapter 1563: Heard that you guys have intentions to purchase the land from the Rong Clan, let me help you out with that_1

"Aaaah!"

The man screamed as he flew over 100 meters away, slamming hard onto the ground.

"Rong Xing!"

An old man with a head full of white hair hurried over to check on his injuries.

"Grandfather, he dared to throw me, I will kill him!"

Rong Xing had fallen face-first, almost breaking a front tooth, and his hatred gnashed his teeth.

"Presumptuous!"

The current Rong Clan Patriarch's brows furrowed, sternly berating him.

"Star, don't make trouble."

The white-haired old man cast a fearful glance at some place in the void, then glared at his own grandson, displeased, as he pulled him up from the ground.

"Why do you all blame me?"

Rong Xing shook off his grandfather's hand and complained indignantly: "I'm the Rong Clan's young patriarch, Rong Li has already been abandoned, he's just a monster."

"Second brother, take him away."

The Rong Clan Patriarch's face was gloomy and coldly scolded: "Don't let him come again, continue to make trouble."

"Yes."