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.
Sorrowful Memories
In this way, what the old man said was true. Zhao Ling was also a little excited for a while, she walked to the bed, held Meng Yuan's hand, and said happily, "A-Yuan, it seemed that your cold poison can be cured."
He could no longer endure the pain in his heart when the cold poison attacked every month, no longer need to rely on a wheelchair to walk, but could walk like a normal person, and he could be the proud son of the fresh clothes and angry horses again.
"Ling'er." Meng Yuan stared at Zhao Ling with a smile like a flower, and was deeply moved. He didn't care whether his cold poison could be cured or not, he was just delighted by Zhao Ling's affection for him.
His Ling'er thought about him so much, how could he not be elated?