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.
Winds Of Sorrows [I]
Shengjing, the General Mansion of the West.
In the open and wide martial arts field, a strong and powerful tall man was dancing with a silver spear. His vertical and horizontal leaps were full of fierce momentum. He whirled the spear around and thrust it upwards, making the red cherry blossoms on the spear head flew into the air.
Every time he made a move, he tried his best, desperately, to control himself, but he seemed to have fallen into madness.
Suddenly, with a clicking sound, the silver spear handle was instantly broken into two pieces. The man's stalwart body fell heavily to the ground. He knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the broken spear handle in his hand. There were traces of blood on the palms of his hands.
Madam Chu, who was hiding in the dark, sighed deeply, raised her hand to wipe her tears and quickly rushed to the man's side. She squatted down and hugged him gently, calling out in distress, "Ze'er..."