Before I died suddenly after working overtime, I was still complaining that if Qin Shihuang lived forever, future generations would not need to learn English.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already 247 BC. King Zhuangxiang of Qin had just passed away, and 13-year-old Ying Zheng ascended the throne. However, he was trapped in Lu Buwei's control and his mother's neglect, and he became the loneliest person in Xianyang Palace.
And I, Zheng Qingyuan, was transformed into an abandoned daughter of the royal family who was paid tribute by the State of Zheng and no one cared about me. I was trapped in a cold and cold side hall, and it was hard to find even a morsel of hot food.
I know that he will conquer the six kingdoms in the future and become an emperor for eternity. I also know that he will be lonely all his life and no one will understand him.
Starting from the bowl of hot soup handed out by Han Dian, I used two thousand years of memory as a shield and ordinary goodwill as a blade to accompany him through the puppet years. I watched him grow from a lonely boy to the first emperor who threatened the world. I accompanied him through the lonely journey of the emperor and guarded the remaining softness in his heart.
It has nothing to do with power and scheming, just to protect the young man who has never been treated with tenderness, and to accompany him to Qinchuan for the rest of his life.
Intention: Feelings of family and country, love of children