Jingmeng of the Former Qin Dynasty

In the winter of the 21st year of Jianyuan, on the 17th day of the 11th month of the lunar calendar, she was tied to the towering gate of Chang'an City. Inside the city, the people who had been besieged for a year were all emaciated and skinny from hunger. However, they all used their last bit of strength to shout: "Kill the witch! Kill the witch!" But outside the city, there were thousands of troops, led by a man in a white robe, with a tall and straight figure. The wind was blowing hard, the flags were fluttering, and his handsome face was reflected in the shadow, which flickered brightly and darkly. "Do you want to use me to blackmail him?" She turned to look at the dying king beside her and said with a bitter smile: "Your Majesty, you overestimate my weight." No one spoke at the city gate, and there was also silence in the enemy camp outside the city. Between heaven and earth, there were only the people of Huangxiang, shouting piercingly: "Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!" Yuan Xi thought of that dream immersed in the sun, and couldn't help it anymore, and burst into tears. Intention: There is a lot of suffering in this world, only love can redeem it