The Young Master Dotes on His Cold Wife

"You just follow the Meng family like this? Do you know how my grandfather, uncle, and father died?" She roared like this when she recognized her sister. "I know. I know that my grandpa was forced to death by General Wang Jian. I also know that my father died in the battle to protect grandpa. I also know that my uncle died under the general's sword. But sister, that was a war. The war is over. The Chu Kingdom is dead. We are now the subjects of Qin. The general and his wife were kind to me, and I dare not hate them." "Wan Xin, you don't have to hate them, but I can't. Yes, back in Qinan, General Meng was very kind to me, and Master Fusu even saved my life. But I watched my grandpa commit suicide, watched my father be hacked to death with random knives, and even watched those Qin soldiers chop my grandpa's body into pieces. Go and receive the reward, you say, how can I not hate it? For the past ten years, I have suffered so much and been subjected to inhuman torture. What is it for? Because of my grandfather's last words before his death, all my descendants will die in Qin Dynasty." She yelled at her sister angrily, wanting to express her sadness for more than ten years. Her life was born to kill the First Emperor. Of course, she could only die to kill the First Emperor. But why, every time when she was about to take action, the man who could truly be like the moon as her mother expected always wiped away her hatred with his warm heart, and even made her give up her original intention and guard the people of Qin with him... Master once said: The heart of a killer can only be cold. When one day your heart becomes warm, that is when you are killed by others. Master is right...