The Concubine
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.
Delegates From The Imperial Court [II]
When the guards and maids in the hall saw Meng Yuan and Zhao Ling, they all bowed to them.
"I have seen the prince, I have seen the princess."
"Get up." This time, Meng Yuan said it cheerfully.
Meng Tianyan and others were slightly taken aback when they saw Meng Yuan, who they had not seen for a long time. Didn't you hear that King Xuan turned his head white overnight for the sake of Princess Xuan, but wasn't his hair as black as before?
When Yun Yi saw Meng Yuan's appearance, he almost spit out a sip of tea that he had just drank in his mouth.
How did this guy come up with dyeing his hair black?
Looking over Feng Ze who was sitting opposite and staring at Zhao Ling, Yun Yi let out a soft whispering sound.
Sure enough, to meet a rival in love, of course, one must first take care of oneself and come out to meet the rival in the most perfect state. It was no wonder that the two of them didn't come out, leaving them hanging for so long.