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.
"Yu'er is good." Xie Chun and Xie Mingyu fondly touched the head of the dumpling.
This kid was so cute.
"Mother." Tuanzi approached Zhao Ling, "Brother Zhen'er is here too."
Zhao Ling handed Xie Sizhen to Tuanzi, "Be good, take brother Zhen'er to play outside."
"Well." Tuanzi obediently took Xie Sizhen's hand and left the yard.
Baili smiled and touched his nose, and resigned with a guilty conscience.
What a joke, although he admitted that sometimes he would play pranks with the dumplings, but he couldn't afford the crime of teaching the prince.
Yun Yi looked at Baili Xiao who fled with a smile, but didn't bother with him, and went up to meet Meng Yuan and Zhao Ling.
"Yun Yi, how is Sister Hu?" Zhao Ling asked him with a smile.
Yun Yi shook his head, his face a little heavy. "Recently, the palace has become more and more crowded. Fortunately, the Qingning Hall where she lives is relatively quiet."