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.
Back At The Xuan Palace Of The North
Zhao Ling sighed secretly, "Go back to the house to accompany him after finishing the affairs here, and tell my foster father that I will go to see him after I have dealt with the affairs of the palace."
"Yes." Seeing Zhao Ling's tired expression, Mo Ye opened his mouth to persuade her to take a rest, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just nodded and turned to leave. The vigorous figure soon disappeared into the boundless world. in the night.
The little girl, Hong Ling, helped Zhao Ling to go to the main courtyard room, with deep hatred on her delicate little face. "That slut Qingluo, the slaves will slap her hard when she sees her! Miss, Sister Luzhu died so tragically, you must not let her go!"
If it wasn't for the young lady's order to keep Qingluo's life temporarily, she really wanted to go to jail now and stab that bitch in the chest, so that she could also taste the pain that Sister Lvzhu suffered.