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.
The Cold Pool
The ice shrunk and the cold current, the river condensed and frozen. The Frost Holy Land is full of crystal clear icicles, either low or high, small and large. Ling Weiyang and He Liancheng walked side by side among the jagged icicles, like immortals in a fairyland.
"Senior brother, you haven't answered my question just now." He Liancheng turned to look at Ling Weiyang and said.
Ling Weiyang patted He Liancheng on the shoulder, "If you are allowed to sleep for five years, maybe you will resent your master and senior brother for the rest of your life. Little Eleven, the girl who sent you to Tianshan three years ago..."
Hearing this, He Liancheng's face changed, interrupting Ling Weiyang's words, and asked anxiously, "What happened to her?"
Ling Weiyang raised an eyebrow. It turned out that you kid has long been interested in other girls, but he always thought it was the wishful thinking of that girl Ye.