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.
Bai Feng snuggled into Wanyan Kang's arms like an octopus, and snorted: "This longevity pill has been refined many times, and its medicinal properties are extremely strong. Rong Huaizhong did not expect to take the life of Emperor Dasheng so soon. It will make people suspicious. So what I gave him just now was specially refined, and the amount will only be more, not less. If he does it according to the usage and dosage I taught him, I promise that even the imperial doctor in the hospital couldn't check it out."
"Well done." Wanyankang held Bai Feng tightly in his arms, his big hands wandered around her body, his movements were extremely gentle and lingering, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
That's right, they just get what they wanted. If you have a heart with such a demon girl, you would lose.
Under Wanyan Kang's caressing, Bai Feng couldn't help but let out a gasping voice.