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.
Princess Yaohua
Hearing Murongyan's question suddenly, Zhao Ling's heart moved. Have they been discovered?
But the next moment, she realized that she was thinking too much.
Another footstep sounded from the back of the rockery. The footsteps were heavy and slow. Zhao Ling could even feel the anger hidden in the footsteps.
"What are you doing here?" a low voice asked, not very kind.
Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan looked at each other. The two immediately heard it, it was Wanyanping's voice.
After a moment of silence, I heard Murong Yan's somewhat disinterested voice. "It's a little stuffy in the hall, the concubine came here to breathe."
"Is it boring, or is there someone I don't want to see?" Wanyan Ping stared at her with a bit of coldness in her voice.