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.
Old Man Duan [I]
Seeing that the old man was fine, Zhao Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She and Meng Yuan looked at each other, and they both walked into the room and sat down opposite him.
As soon as they sat down, a fluffy little thing jumped into Zhao Ling's arms and called out to her.
"Little girl, did you miss me, eh?" Zhao Ling touched the blue-eyed spirit fox's head with a light smile, and a softer tone.
"This little fox is destined for you." Duan old man said, glanced at Meng Yuan, raised his white eyebrows, and said, "This one must be Lord Xuan."
Meng Yuan nodded. "Exactly."
Old Man Duan looked at him carefully, then smiled at Zhao Ling and said, "Girl, you have a good eye."
For some reason, Zhao Ling always felt that the old man Duan was a little weird tonight. He didn't have the usual old urchin look. Such a serious look made her feel inexplicably shocked.
She asked worriedly, "Old man, are you alright?"