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.
Zhao Ling, You Are Needed Again
Mother Xu, Lu Zhu and Qingluo laughed happily, but Zhao Ling was depressed. Now, probably the whole of the province knknowew that she and King Xuan went back to the mansion in a carriage, while she was sleeping soundly in the carriage.
She suddenly remembered that on the carriage just now, she had called him "a rogue", and anyone who heard it would understand that she was flirting. And it was so quiet at the time that everyone probably heard it.
She felt that she was really humiliated and lost face this time.
Seeing the little fox who jumped into her arms excitedly, she remembered that she forgot to ask Situ Gong about the antidote for the cold poison just now.
She didn't know when the antidote would be ready. She always felt that Meng Yuan's face seemed to be getting paler and paler these days, and there was almost no flesh on his cheeks, and she didn't know if he was eating on time.