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.
Home Again
As soon as she walked into the door of her courtyard, Fengheyuan, the little white fox flew into Zhao Ling's arms like an arrow, raised its head, and looked at her with two watery big eyes that glowed with bright blue light. The fox let out a whimpering sound, as if it missed her.
In the past few days, she had been busy investigating the case and taking care of Meng Yuan, so she had indeed neglected it. She stroked a shallow scar on its leg, which was the wound from the last blood draw. And for such wounds, there would be more than a dozen more on its body.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ling smoothed the white fur on its back, and said with some distress. "Little fox, I know it's hard for you."
There was no other way, for Meng Yuan's health, she could only make the little fox suffer a bit.
The little fox let out a few hoots, put her face close to her, and kissed her little mouth wildly, which made Zhao Ling numb and itchy, and laughed out loud.