[No cp + group portrait + power strategy + career + slow start + infrastructure + are all very strong]
Zhang Yiwei jumped from the 32nd floor and became an infant in the Qin Palace.
Wet nurse Zhao Lao's arms were filled with alienating warmth, and the air was filled with the pungent oily smoke of bronze lamps.
She refused to suck the milk and hit the cold carved wooden railing with weak force - this baby's body was a prison from which she could not break free.
It wasn't until she was three years old that she climbed to the top of Xianyang Palace.
Outside the palace wall, tattooed prisoners dragged boulders under their whips, and a haggard woman knelt down wailing while holding her dying child.
The cry, as thin as a gossamer, was like a steel needle piercing the eardrum.
She clenched her small fists and dug her nails into her palms.
This insignificant pain was actually the first time she truly felt alive after falling into Da Qin. A modern death-seeking soul fell into the body of a baby in the Qin Dynasty. After witnessing real suffering, he struggled to light a small fire in the abyss of despair, trying to illuminate others, but he did not know whether this small fire could warm his own cold heart.
When you travel through the thirty-fourth year of the Qin Dynasty, you don't have any golden fingers, you are just an ordinary baby, and you are only three years old. What will you do if Qin Shihuang dies? What will you do...
