At the outer hall of the Emperor's resting place in Shen Du, one line of big candles were lit up. But even their lights could not drive away the darkness, most probably because that accident of death happened here before.
Candlelight flickered and lit up Cui Qingyu's face in dim yellow. He was invited to come meet with Zhao Heng at night.
But he knew very clearly that the man he was going to meet tonight was not Zhao Heng who only had a title but the one who had real power, The King of Qin, Zhao Jinshi, the Great Guru!
Up on the stairs stood a man in bright yellow robe. He did not wear a crown on his head, but simply tied his hair into a bun with a wooden hairpin. He looked a bit similar to Zhao Heng with the corner of his eyes lifted up slightly. His eyes deep and calm like a lake in winter, proving that he had experienced a lot of things. He was the King of Qin, Zhao Jinshi.
