Qin dynasty novelist

As evening fell, a somewhat luxurious carriage set off from Xianyang City, escorted by a troop of thirty heavily armored cavalry. It headed northeast along the wide, smooth road, galloping incessantly towards Zhao State.,At this point, Zhou Qing felt a chill run down his spine. His small body involuntarily staggered. He had just arrived in this world and, after figuring out the situation, thought he would become a carefree wastrel who lived off others.,Zhou Qing felt very unhappy. About death, she wasn't really afraid, after all, she was capable of being reborn in this world. It was worth it. But dying without value was too frustrating.。