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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 732: Going to the Barbarians, Changing the Appearance with the Flower Membrane_1

Upon hearing this, they immediately received several grateful glances.

Lin Jinlong and Lin Jinpeng, the two brothers, rubbed the back of their heads and laughed embarrassedly.

What were they struggling with?

They weren't even there at the scene!

Feng Yi also secretly chuckled, as he wasn't there either.

"Fifth Brother, Seventh Brother, Brother Lan, Feng Yi, no need for disguise, just the four of us need the masks."

Lin Qingluo's eyes were filled with laughter, and as she spoke, her delicate hand waved gently, sending a soft spiritual energy around the tent, returning with a few small wildflowers.

"Master, are you using flower petals to make disguise masks?"

Mo Canglan's eyes widened, and his heart raced.

"Yes."

Lin Qingluo nodded with a smile, plucking the petals and placing them in the palm of her hand.

Golden light flickered, the petals exploded, and fresh juice floated above her palm, quickly solidifying into a thin mask as thin as cicada wings.