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.
Zhao Ling asked worriedly, "Cousin, is the court troubling the Xie family?"
"Don't worry, Ling'er." Xie Mingyu's clear and elegant face didn't change, she just smiled slightly, "based on the reputation of Bishan Academy and grandfather, the imperial court does not dare to do anything to the Xie family for the time being."
Zhao Ling nodded. Indeed, Meng Tianjue was not long on the throne. For the Dasheng Dynasty, who had gradually paid more attention to literature and less martial arts in recent years, he should not be stupid enough to provoke the Xie family as the leader of the world.
"Sister Zhao..." Tietou on the side saw that Zhao Ling was always talking to Xie Mingyu, but he didn't notice him. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer. He quickly ran towards Zhao Ling, wanting to rush into her arms.