Because I happened to meet you, my black and white world began to be dyed and became beautiful.

——Qin and Song dynasties.

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===== Extra·Qin Song=====

Qin Song also saw it with his own eyes—

His father, the first emperor as the historian, was the scene of his death.

How could that woman ‘Qin Yumo’ keep her promise?

Playing with the emperor and applauding him, he did not realize his long-cherished wish of immortality.

Qin Song only felt sarcastic.

Even the emperor wanted immortality at all costs, but he... just disdained it.

Ying Zheng was lingering in his sick bed, and the folk remedy that he had eaten for the sake of immortality over the years had emptied his body.

The handsome face of the past is already old, but it still has the dignity and pride of an emperor.

"I destroyed Han and Zhao, conquered Yan and Wei, attacked Chu and Qi, and finally unified the six kingdoms, established the Great Qin Empire, and proclaimed the First Emperor. This is a merit!"

"Creating books and burying scholars, building large-scale construction, abuse of people's power, and building the Great Wall and Mount Li's imperial tomb. The people are full of grievances, this is a matter of time!"

"I have never regretted these merits and demerits and right and wrong for a moment!"

"But……"

Ying Zheng looked at the son he had given birth to him by his beloved woman, and his debts arose in his heart for so many years of obsessed with immortality and ignored his beloved son. His eyes were the last tears of the emperor's life.

"...Aye, my father only feels that he owes you!"

"Aye didn't feel wronged. The father didn't have to feel guilty, because the emperor... wouldn't owe anyone!"

He smiled sweetly, vaguely as he loved his parents back then.

Seeing Ying Zheng was dazed. As a father, he really missed too many things...

However, regret is too late.

Time cannot go back to the past.

Immortality is just the illusion of the mirror and the moon. His dream of being alone for so many years...

In the dream, the beautiful girl who has not applied makeup, smiles crisply.

"Wow! Are you Ying Zheng?"

"...My name is Zhao Zheng."

"It's okay. Anyway, you will call this name in the future, so I'll call you in advance~ By the way, my name is Fang Qinglin. How about we make friends?"

"……Um."

"YES! I must be the first person to be friends with the young Qin Shihuang!"

"Yes, you are my first friend because they..."

"It's okay. You make them ignore them today, but you make them unable to stand up tomorrow. Believe me, you will definitely be a big shot in the future, Qin Shihuang, and Shihuang - have you heard of it?"

...

In the dream, the woman smiled sweetly, and her skirt spanned thousands of years, walked towards him slowly.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly—

"Qinglin, Qinglin..."

"I'm sorry, I can't wait for you in two thousand years..."

But in the end, I still couldn't hold on to the dream two thousand years later...

The hand is weak and drooping.

a long time.

Qin Song stepped forward and gently closed his eyes for him.

Looking at Ying Zheng's remains.

Strangely, the person who had loved him in the past, even though he had been neglected for many years, finally lowered the emperor's proud head and said he regretted and regretted it, died in front of him, but...

There was no turmoil in his heart.

calm.

It was so calm that a single tear could not shed for him.

Perhaps, in my heart, I still... can't forgive.

So, there is only sympathy, no sadness.

Sorry to him-

The emperor of the ages, glorious when he was alive and desolate when he died!

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【Author Monologue】:

When I was reading history, I only liked two dynasties, the Qin Dynasty and the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

In the Wei and Jin dynasties, they sing lightly on horses and romance in black clothes, they were a rare era of freedom of speech, and they were specialized in beauty, of course, male beauty.

The Qin Dynasty likes its golden swords and iron horses that coexist with blood and fire, its imperial sacred career that spreads everywhere, and its great achievements and deeds for thousands of years... The Emperor of Eternality.

Qin Shihuang, no matter how cruel he described in history books, was written by someone else.

I have never been willing to believe that historical figures who have made great achievements in the future pursue immortality just because I want to be an eternal emperor.

Maybe I am too girlish and don’t understand the idea of ​​a hero, but I stubbornly want to give him a sad love to explain his cruelty and cruelty are all because of losing his true love. He wants to live forever because he wants to meet that person across a thousand years.

The story of Qin Shihuang had been conceived before. I wanted to write it as a time travel story, but in the end, it was written here, with the ending and the end.
Chapter completed!