Ying Zheng...
When I saw Ying Zheng, he was wearing a plain white robe, obviously in mourning for his father. Because he is an emperor, he does not need to wear those coarse linen clothes. Yesterday, the tomb of strangers in the border town of Xianyang was still filled with strong winds and yellow sand was flying. Today, the world of Yingzheng in Xianyang Palace is calm and clear. He just stood between heaven and earth, his snow-white figure reflecting the surrounding trees and flowers. Petals of various colors danced around him, as if he was the creator who controlled it all.
There is an indescribable casual beauty.
The body is long and jade-like, shining like the red sun.
An emperor through the ages!
The first emperor of China~