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.
What's With The Name Change, Brother Xue?
In fact, Meng Tianjue didn't understand this truth. It was precisely because he understood the disparity in strength between him and Meng Yuan that he was even more angry.
"Get out! Get out of here!" Meng Tianjue roared in rage, grabbed a Duan Inkstone on the desk and threw it at the two of them.
The inkstone flew straight to Lu Hengshan, Ning Hou quickly stepped forward and pulled Lu Hengshan with his hand, and the inkstone just hit the back of Ning Hou's hand, and the back of his hand was smashed open, and the blood was dripping.
"Ninghou, you..." Before Lu Hengshan could finish his question, Ninghou shook his head and endured the pain and pulled him out of the imperial study.
Out of the door, standing on the empty steps, the two looked at each other and sighed heavily.
And Meng Tianjue in the imperial study didn't take the matter of hurting Ninghou to heart at all.