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.
However, the number one hundred and eight made her want to laugh. It seemed that the Liangshan hero in the Water Margin was also a hundred and eight generals. It was really... a coincidence.
Speaking of this secret base, everyone present was inexplicably excited. Baili Xiao leaned in front of Zhao Ling with a flattering expression, and said, "Brother Xie, you are pregnant, and you can't do without the doctor's care. I might as well let me come along tomorrow. Okay?"
The rest of Mo Yang, Xue Hao, and He Qing also looked expectant, looking at Zhao Ling eagerly, hoping to see the mysterious training base with their own eyes. Even Ye Qinglan, who had never been very gregarious, had a hint of interest on her indifferent face.