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.
Zhao Ling, You're Still Alive?
After Lou Xinyue jumped off the cliff, her body was never found. It turned out that she was still alive, and she actually lived in Beidi. Hearing what she called He Liancheng just now, the two seemed to be quite affectionate, and it seemed that she was doing well here.
Zhao Ling felt as if a pot of dog blood had been poured down on her head. If one wanted to die, one should not chose the trick of falling off a cliff, because then one couldn't die. No, Lou Xinyue didn't die, and she didn't die either.
But if she didn't leave here and was recognized by Lou Xinyue, she would really die.
Although she really wanted to get back the exquisite blood jade from Lou Xinyue. Not to mention that the piece of jade could detoxify hundreds of poisons, it was extremely precious, and more importantly, it was the first gift Meng Yuan gave her, and it had a special meaning to her. But she weighed it again and again and felt that now was not the best time to reveal her identity.