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 man laying on the bed who seemed to have fallen asleep was Meng Yuan.
"Mr. Situ, hasn't his cold poison been cured yet?" Zhao Ling sat on the edge of the bed, held Meng Yuan's cold hand, and asked worriedly.
All the way on the carriage, Zhao Ling didn't notice Meng Yuan's obvious abnormality. Who knew that just as he was about to enter Jingzhou City, this guy suddenly trembled and was dripping with cold sweat. His condition really startled Zhao Ling.
Here, Situ Gong, who was already familiar with the development, put a silver needle on Meng Yuan. Seeing Zhao Ling's worried face, he comforted her and said, "Don't worry, princess, the lord is fine. The last time he treated the cold poison, the lord gave up before it was completed.