Yan Xiu thought Qin Su was a gentle refuge, but she turned out to be a sharp sword.
He wielded that sword to overthrow the imperial clan, eliminate powerful consorts’ families, fight corrupt ministers, crush the feudal lords, pacify the surrounding tribes, unify the realm, and forge a legacy for the ages.
But she said she was not his comrade-in-arms.
【Sharp-Tongued Princess × Cold-Blooded Ruler】
【The First Emperor in My Eyes】
Deep within the archives, at the point where moonlight met shadow.
The ruler dropped his grand, polished smile and asked her, “What do you want?”
The once-demure princess raised her eyes and looked straight at him. “I am willing to serve Your Majesty, but not as a woman.”
Yan Xiu found it amusing. Even if he went back on his word, what could she do about it?
Later, the bell at her waist grew warm in his palm, and his thoughts fell into chaos.
Was he not even worthy of being her comrade-in-arms?
He did not dare tighten his grip, yet could not bring himself to let go.
Note: Adapted from historical accounts of the Qin dynasty in Records of the Grand Historian. It is essentially a Ying Zheng fanfic. To avoid misleading readers, the names of people, states, and places have been fictionalized.
Theme: The light and dust caught in the gaps of the history books
