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.
"If you can escape from here, where do you plan to stay?" Zhao Ling asked tentatively.
Princess Yaohua wiped her tears with the sleeves of her garment, her eyes drooping and said: "The mother has placed her people in the guards, and they will send me to a safe place."
It turned out that Empress Duanjing had already made plans. Zhao Ling nodded, "So, how do you want us to help you?"
Princess Yaohua pursed her lips and was silent for a long time, and finally said as if she made up her mind: "Princess Xuan is very skilled in medicine, there must be a way to make me not tolerated in the Beidi Palace, and then leave here justifiably."
"I understand." Zhao Ling thought for a moment, then she knew what Princess Yaohua needed. She turned to look at Meng Yuan, and she asked, "I don't know what the lord wants?"
"Ling'er, you can decide." Meng Yuan raised a cup of tea, still looking indifferent and alienated, obviously intending to stay out of the way.