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.
It was not that Xie Mingfeng hates Lin Langxiu, it's just that he didn't have the heart to talk about love yet.
"Ms. Lin is also a good girl. She treats people with sincerity and has an honest temperament. Mingfeng might as well consider it." Zhao Ling took Meng Yuan's arm and said with a smile to the embarrassed Xie Mingfeng.
Although in her eyes, Xie Mingfeng and Xie Yao were still children, but they were both seventeen years old this year. In this era, it was indeed time to marry a wife or a person. Someone like Xie Mingyu who has not married in his late thirties is really an anomaly.
Seeing that he had suddenly become the target of public criticism, Xie Mingfeng glared at Xie Mingyu resentfully. He knew that his eldest brother was not easy to mess with. On the surface, he looked gentle and refined, but he was actually extremely treacherous on the inside. In short, he couldn't fight.