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.
Imperial Palace Of Shengjing
Shengjing City, the imperial palace, the imperial study.
"Crash!" Meng Tianjue waved his yellow sleeves, and a large pile of memorials fell to the ground. Even the inkstone and pen and ink on the table were not spared. The black ink splashed everywhere, and the whole The imperial study room was suddenly in a mess.
Commander Yu Linwei bowed his head and knelt on the ground, a few drops of ink splashed on his face, his pupils shrank slightly, but his figure remained motionless.
"Where's the treasure map?" Meng Tianjue stood behind the desk, and the cold voice seemed to come from hell.
Commander Yulin Wei lowered his head even lower, "Incompetent in low position, I haven't found it yet."
"Trash, everyone is trash!" Meng Tianjue's eyes were splitting when he heard the words, and he almost turned his back.