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 bride was kidnapped on the day of the big wedding. Naturally, the big wedding could not be done. What's more ridiculous is that the Yanping Palace has not been able to find out the true identities of these robbers.
This incident made Yanping Wang Murong Zhao feel shameful. If it wasn't for his good self-cultivation and sufficient concentration, he might have fainted on the spot with a black eye. After reluctantly dragging his old face to send away the guests of the mansion, he called Murong Jing to the study, stared at him for a long time with a livid face, and then slapped his ears fiercely.
"You son of a bitch, don't kneel down yet!"
Murong Jing knew that today's events had made the Yanping Palace look ugly in front of the world, so he didn't resist at the moment, he bent his knees and knelt down obediently.