Zhao Ling, a forensics investigator, lost her life in a fire explosion while inspecting a crime scene. Her soul was transmigrated into the body of an oppressed lady who also lost her life in another fire incident, at the same moment in time, leaving a deep scar on her face. With a new body, but a familiar name, this is the epic journey of a concubine, who has a second chance at life, and her dealings with an oppressed life, an arranged marriage, and the deadly mysteries of this new world? Welcome to The Concubine, an epic fantasy/historical romance novel.
The second day of the second lunar month was undoubtedly the busiest day in Jingzhou City since it became a city.
From the gate of Xie's house to the Xuanwang's house, the people of Jingzhou city were crowded early on the way to watch the lively. When they saw the welcoming team of the Xuanwang Mansion slowly approaching in the warm sunshine of the early spring, the crowd instantly boiled.
The leader of the team, a man in a red brocade robe with white hair tied up at will, rode on the horse, handsome and awe-inspiring.
"We've seen King Xuan." The onlookers on both sides of the street knelt down and saluted.
"Don't be too polite." The voice was low and cold, and because of the use of internal strength, the words were clearly transmitted to the ears of every commoner.