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.
Locked In A Dungeon, Again
The jailer got Lou Xinyue's order and entered the cell with an iron sledgehammer.
This hammer was a torture tool specially used to break human bones in the dungeon. It weighed hundreds of pounds. If one was hit by this hammer, no matter how hard one's bones were, they would be broken into pieces, let alone the bones of someone like Zhao Ling. A petite, weak woman.
Baili Xiao stomped vigorously, yelling and scolding, Lou Xinyue was so annoyed by him that she reached out and smacked his mouth. Immediately the dungeon became quiet.
Baili smiled helplessly as the jailer walked towards Zhao Ling, blushing and anxious, but he could only stare blankly, unable to do anything.
The jailer raised his hammer and aimed it at Zhao Ling's ankle. He was about to smash it down, but inadvertently met her eyes as cold as a deep pool of ice, and faltered.
"Wait!" Lou Xinyue uttered sharply.