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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 1577: Before she could finish speaking, Mu Fan hugged his sister to comfort her_1

"It's getting late, let's go back."

True Master Guang Qin glanced at the dark sky outside the window, suppressing his numerous doubts, and slowly walked out of the room.

"Alright."

True Master Guang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, accompanying him over the threshold, and they both disappeared into thin air.

*

Serene Snow Garden.

The young men gathered around, gently chiding and fussing over Mu Fan, parting only deep into the night.

After Mu Fan saw off the guests, he exited the house, came to the well in the courtyard, removing his shirt, fetched a bucket of cold water, and poured it over his head.

"Splash."

A bucket of water poured from head to toe, washing away the bloodstains on his body.

"It's chilly in late autumn, washing like this will give you a chill."

Lin Qingluo drifted into the small courtyard like a wisp of smoke, gazing at him, brimming with disapproval.

"Sister, you haven't gone to bed yet?"