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The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story

# DECEPTION # FAMILYDISPUTE # DIVINE HEALER Gu Yanfei was reborn. In her last life, it was only after her death that she realized she was the real daughter in a story about a real and a fake rich daughter. She was supposed to be the daughter of a nobleman, but someone switched her with another child at birth and left her leading a wretched life — a cannon fodder from start to finish. The female lead was the fake rich daughter, but she was also blessed with good fortune and the affection of the Gu family, taking everything that was rightfully Gu Yanfei's. In that life, Gu Yanfei lived as she died, with no rhyme or reason. However, after her death, she transmigrated to a cultivators' realm and became a healer... But after cultivating herself for 200 years, she failed her ascension trials. Then, one of the divine thunderbolts struck her and sent her back to her last life — back to the moment when the identity of the rich daughter was exposed. Upon her return, everyone in the nobleman's residence was laughing at her for being illiterate and uneducated, a far cry from the fake rich daughter blessed with good looks and a kind heart, who stood above the rest. They just did not know that Gu Yanfei was a fully-leveled character, reincarnated back to this moment!

Sky Cold · 综合
分數不夠
707 Chs

Seizing the Bow (2)

編輯: Atlas Studios

"Big Brother, Wei Jiaoniang… I mean, Miss Wei brought me to a shop during the day. That's where I bought my bull horn bow. I think the master of that shop is quite skilled, he'll definitely be able to repair this bowstring," Gu Yanfei suggested with a smile.

Gu Yuan had nothing against his sister's suggestion. He immediately said, "Alright, let's…"

Before he could say "go", he suddenly remembered that he had 10 days off before he had to report to the Divine Arms Battalion. However, he had to report to the Ministry of War tomorrow, so this leave was most likely gone.

Gu Yanfei also thought of this and patted Gu Yuan's shoulder comfortingly. "Leave the repair of the bowstring to me."

As they spoke, the snowfall became heavier and heavier. Snowflakes fluttered in the sky. By the time Gu Yuan sent Gu Yanfei to Yuheng Garden, the surrounding roofs, walls, and treetops were already covered in layers of thin snow.