Twenty years ago, the Qin Kingdom was in turmoil. Prince Zheng's beloved Afangnu died after giving birth to a son. This child, who was supposed to be the fruit of love and bring endless joy, was deduced by the mysterious Yin Yang family to bear a divine punishment and be surrounded by curses. At that time, King Zhuangxiang of Qin was concerned about the country and the country, and was worried that his son would bring disaster, so he hid the secret from the prince and ordered the state counselor to secretly execute him.
On that stormy night, the entire Xianyang City was enveloped in a depressing atmosphere. No one expected that Bai Qi, the empire's god of murder, would sneak into the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion like a ghost. I saw him with a strong posture, avoiding many guards, and finally carefully holding out a baby in the secret room. Why did Bai Qi save this child? Is it out of pity, or is there another hidden agenda? All of this was deeply buried in the dust of history as he left.
Time flies, like a fleeting moment, twenty years pass by in an instant. During this period, under the leadership of Ying Zheng, the Qin State gained momentum. "Six kings were established, and the four seas were one." A unified Qin Empire stood proudly in the east. Ying Zheng, the emperor of all ages, dragged his slightly tired body step by step up to the highest star-catching tower in Afang Palace. He overlooked the vast territory of Qin below, with magnificent mountains and rivers, numerous cities and bustling people. However, there was always a trace of unspeakable regret in his heart, which was the longing for Afang Nu and the melancholy for the unfulfilled relationship.
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The worst thing is not losing, but not wanting to win in the first place
The worst thing is not losing, but not wanting to win in the first place