Qin dynasty novelist

A noble and handsome figure, with features that were once admired, now wore the marks of tears. Recalling the imperial decree received from the Xianyang Palace, he was filled with sorrow. His whimpers echoed endlessly, revealing his helplessness.,Zhou Qing felt very unhappy. About death, she wasn't really afraid, after all, she was capable of being reborn in this world. It was worth it. But dying without value was too frustrating.,As night fell, the day's journey of thousands of miles reached its end. Passing through Shangdang Tunliu territory, the sun in the distance gradually dimmed. On the road, the sound of horses' hooves never ceased, continuing their relentless advance.。