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 Wedding Night [II]
"Having trouble with the bridal chamber?" Meng Yuan raised his eyebrows and snorted, "How dare they come to trouble this king's bridal chamber!" He would never tell Zhao Ling that just now he deliberately made Yun Yi, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic to read.
Hmph, this was one of the punishments for his nonsense in front of Ling'er a few days ago.
Zhao Ling was helpless. When this guy was arrogant, he started calling himself the king again. But what he said was also, who dared to come to the bridal chamber of the dignified Lord Xuan, and it was the cheeky boy Yun Yi who always had a smile on his face, who dared to say nothing to him like this.
"By the way, I just saw that Prince Bei Di seemed to be very unfriendly to you. Do you have a grudge against him?" Zhao Ling could see that Wanyan Lu looked at Meng Yuan, and it was definitely a real sinister.