[Narcissus] [Medium-length novel] [Ying Zheng × Zheng] [The logic is not very smooth] [The foreshadowing may be forgotten] [Can be scolded or withdrawn] [The content is purely fictional, not a real historical event] [Entertainment first]
His name is Ying Zheng, he is the First Emperor, the common ruler of the world, and the name that has left endless majesty and loneliness in the history books.
That night, a white light fell into Xianyang Palace to confuse Shou Xin. He found someone who looked exactly like him.
The man said that his name was Zheng and he had returned from the end of time. There was no awe of the emperor in his eyes, only a kind of calmness after reading a thousand sails, and a deep, heart-warming heartache.
According to political theory, the Qin Dynasty only lasted for fifteen years. Zheng said, there is someone around your majesty who wants to betray you. Zheng said, I won't make it easy for those people.
Ying Zheng doesn't believe in fate, God, or anyone. But he began to believe this man's eyes.
When the conspiracy surfaced, and when the blade in the dark was aimed at the emperor's throat, Zheng rushed into the main hall of Xianyang Palace barefoot - this time, he would not let history repeat itself. This time, the soul that has been alone for more than two thousand years will block all the wind and snow for the young man.
All encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence.
And in this life, this winter, the First Emperor finally waited for the person who truly came back for him.
