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 was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, stood up immediately, pushed open the door, and saw Qingluo who came to serve tea standing outside, probably because she was frightened by Meng Yuan's majestic low voice just now, her pretty face was still a little pale.
Although she did not order tea, but since Qingluo brought it, she had no objection. Although this girl couldn't speak, she had always been careful and thoughtful in her work. Zhao Ling was quite satisfied with her.
So she nodded and let Qingluo come in and put down the tea. Seeing that Meng Yuan seemed to be looking bad, she winked at her and motioned her to step back.
Qingluo understood, she bowed her body, and quietly retired.