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.
A Grand Wedding [III]
The brocade-clothed man was wearing a simple brocade robe with smoky blue borders, his facial features were tight, and his face was expressionless, but he still couldn't hide his handsome and outstanding demeanor.
Hearing Wanyan Ping's slightly regretful words, his hand gripping the wine glass suddenly tightened.
Trying to control the urge to crush the wine glass in his hand, He Liancheng raised his head and twitched the corner of his mouth at Wanyan Ping, squeezed out an extremely reluctant smile, and said lightly, "Your Highness is joking."
Such a wonderful woman as she was! He Liancheng smiled bitterly, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and swallowed the bitterness together.
She was the only one like herself, even if there was a woman like her in this world, it was not her!