Qin dynasty novelist

"Woooooo... , woooooo..., how could they bear to send my son and I to Zhao Isn't this sending us to our deaths With the previous king gone, my status is low, and Zi Qing is still young. Where is the qualification for us to become hostages!",As soon as these words were spoken, the already heartbroken woman felt a surge of despair. She clutched her son tightly in her arms, tears streaming down her face once again.,"My poor Qing'er, you haven't even weaned yet, and now you must go to meet our ancestors with me!"。