210 BC, Sand Dune Palace.
In July, when the heat was rising and the heat was rising, the First Emperor Ying Zheng lay in the huge carriage, already in a semi-conscious state. Eunuch Zhao Gao knelt beside him, carefully wiping the cold sweat from the emperor's forehead, but there was an imperceptible eagerness in his eyes.
"Your Majesty... It's time to take the medicine." Zhao Gao advised in a low voice, holding a bowl of pitch-black medicine in his hand. The smell of the medicine was so strong that it was almost nauseating.
Ying Zheng struggled to open his eyes, but his eyes that once looked down on the world were now cloudy. He stared at the bowl of medicine, his lips moved, but no sound came out.
Just then——
