Qin Country, Xianyang Palace, today was destined to be recorded in history.
One was a peerless emperor whose name had been passed down through the ages.
One was the number one assassin in history.
Whether their grudge was because of the war or because of a beautiful woman, this would eventually become an eternal mystery.
The morning sun soothed the restless hearts of the people. This was the first time Jing Ke noticed how bright and charming the morning sun was.
In his memory, the only scenery he had drawn with his heart was the setting sun in the blue sky.
It was the sky of the sunset that was as bright as blood, as if it was constantly reminding him not to forget the mission he shouldered, not to forget his comrades who had shed blood and sacrificed themselves. Therefore, in his memory, there was only the color of blood. In the depths of his heart, he would never forget the dazzling blood-red sun. He hoped that he could have one last chance to see the setting sun that intoxicated him, appreciate its brilliance, and admire its beauty.
In his heart, that was the sky and the setting sun, even more so than the blue sky and the faint golden morning sun at this moment.
The hatred of his country's destruction and the hatred of his wife being stolen were deeply engraved in his heart like the blood-colored setting sun. They had become memories that would never be erased and would accompany him until the end of his life.
The faint morning fog gradually dispersed. The majestic palace and the majestic armor seemed to be filled with killing intent.
Jing Ke was wearing the official uniform of the envoy of the Yan Kingdom. He held the Painting of Governor Kang in his hand and stood under the jade steps with a calm expression. Beside him, Qin Wuyang, the deputy envoy, held the copper box with Fan Yuqi's head, but his face was slightly pale.
The bugle horn had already sounded. Jing Ke took one last look at the majestic Xianyang Palace. The flying eaves and gilded roof beams shone brightly in the morning sun, as if they were standing in the clouds.
This was the first time he had truly admired the most magnificent palace in the world, and it would probably be the last time.
He carefully walked down the exquisitely carved white marble stone steps step by step. When he stepped on the last step, the gate of Xianyang Palace closed firmly. This gate seemed to have blocked all the beauty and hope, leaving only grief, anger, and hatred!
In the next moment, the wind and clouds changed. The originally sunny sky was instantly covered with dark clouds.
Jing Ke walked step by step towards the dignified man sitting on the throne. He wore a flat crown and a black robe. His eyebrows were filled with heroic spirit, and his eyes were domineering. His figure was slender, his appearance was handsome, and his aura was steady. He was as vast as a mountain peak in the ocean. Although the smoke was vast and the undercurrents were turbulent, he stood firm!
Jing Ke sighed inwardly. He would finally face this peerless emperor, who could make the ministers of the six dynasties, and even the people of the world pale with fear, Ying Zheng!
At this moment, Jing Ke had already walked up the Pill Stream. The painting of Governor Kang, which made all the vassals drool, was slowly being presented to the King of Qin!
At this moment, outside the hall, the dark clouds in the sky were rapidly gathering. This was the black clouds pressing down on the city!
In the blink of an eye, a silver light flashed and a bolt of lightning struck! In the cold winter, the sun was high, but there was a bolt from the blue. Was it ominous or was the sky crying?
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Time flew by, and an hour later, the main gate of the main hall of Xianyang Palace opened once again. Ying Zheng walked out with a grim face, holding a broken sword in his hand, followed by Ge Nia, the number one swordsman of the Great Qin Empire!
The emperor was domineering.
A swordsman was free and easy. However, at this moment, everyone present noticed that the swordsman's sword was covered in blood!
"Mister Gai, I remember you once told me that this remnant rainbow's baleful aura is too strong.￣
"Yes-"
"Then I've already used five metal essence crystals to reforge this broken rainbow. Can you remove its killing intent?￣
"Sure-"
"Good, pass on the decree, order all the top grade swordsmiths in the world to come to Xianyang and reforge this broken rainbow. On the day of forging, all the craftsmen will be rewarded handsomely!￣
"Yes," answered Zhao Gao.
"Then I wonder what your Majesty thinks the reforged sword should be called.￣Li Si asked seriously.
"What do you think, sir?" He did not answer Li Si and asked Ge Nia.
"Yuanhong-" He was extremely cautious.
"En-Yuan-Hong!" It seemed that he was merely repeating Ge Nia's words, but everyone present knew that Ying Zheng was very satisfied with these two words.
Everything seemed to have returned to peace, or rather, there was no ripple in the majestic Xianyang Palace.
However, the moment Ying and Ge Nia walked down the jade steps, a heavy downpour fell from the sky. The blood on Ge Nia's sword was washed away bit by bit, and it dripped onto the bluestone floor. It was washed away bit by bit, and it disappeared, as if something that should have been kept was inadvertently lost!
The figures gradually dispersed. Perhaps only the bricks and tiles of Xianyang Palace were the witnesses of today's eternity!
At night, the rain gradually stopped, and the waning moon arrived as scheduled.
In Concubine Li's Palace, Li Ji smiled as she looked at the beautiful moon in the sky. She stood there and watched, as if she was waiting for something.
The moon was high in the sky, and a meteor streaked across the blue sky with a dazzling tail. Li Ji smiled, and her smile was so bright and beautiful!
" Senior Brother, wait for me-"
Crack! A candlestick fell to the ground and the curtain was ignited bit by bit. Looking at the dancing flame, a cold tear streaked across Li Ji's face!
This was a tear of a loving mother!
" Tianming, my child, please don't blame Mother. You can only rely on yourself in the future. Even if you're alone, Mother hopes that you can walk down this path with determination. Mother will watch you from heaven, watch you smile, watch you cry, watch you grow up little by little, and become a great hero like your father!￣
The flame had already turned into a fire snake, slowly drowning this beautiful woman in the heat wave. Her consciousness slowly faded away, and her memories became more and more blurry. In the fog, she seemed to have returned to her youth. That was when she and her senior brother practiced martial arts together, studied literature together, played together, and made a life-and-death oath under the starry sky!
In his haziness, he seemed to see the smiling and always cynical senior brother waving at him. He wanted to take her to a place, a place without war, hatred, and killing. There, they could be together forever!
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Qin Mingyue longs for him, and the road is far away in the mortal world.
When I first met her, I dreamed of her, and the waning moon sang to the end of the world.
In the Qin Dynasty, the wind and clouds rose, and the moon shone on heroes.
The sad song of the northern desert flute is mournful, and the lonely soul drifts away without regret.
Frozen love is tied to the moon, and it is difficult to say goodbye to the dry grass and rain.
the bright moon is heartbroken, the hero's tears.
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