The sun in the sky gradually set towards the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected the sunset glow like blood.

It's just that no one in the Qin Palace is interested in appreciating this beauty at this moment. Almost everyone's eyes are focused on the dormitory.

"Quliang, what's wrong?" In an extremely weak voice, Ying Shixi asked his son Ying Quliang, who was also his heir.

Facing his father's inquiry at this moment, Ying Quliang, who had just received the news and was surprised, quickly replied: "Father Qi, I just received the news from Gan Ping, the eldest son of the doctor..."

Halfway through his words, he glanced at his father and heard Ying Quliang say in a deep voice: "The doctor suffered a serious illness and has passed away."

"Really? It seems that I should be next."

When speaking, although Ying Shixi's voice was weak, a faint tear flowed from his eyes.

Ying Shixi knew that his best friend in this life was dead, and he died by his own hands.

In fact, if the situation in Qin had been more stable, or if it had not experienced the defeat in Hexi five years ago, Ying Shixi would not have chosen to attack Qianlong.

It's just that the Qin State, which is now in internal and external troubles, can no longer withstand the slightest turmoil.

For the future of Qin and the future of the Ying family, Ying Shixi, the Duke of Qin, had to make this heartbreaking choice.

After looking back in the direction of Qianlong's Mansion for a long time, Ying Shixi wiped away the tears that had flowed down his cheeks with his right hand, and silently said something for his old friend in his heart.

"Qianlong, I, Ying Shixi, am sorry for you. Have a good trip."

Suddenly, a surge of pain came from the throat, and then a bitter taste appeared in the mouth.

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"Your Majesty..."

"grandfather……"

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Amidst everyone's worried and sorrowful shouts, a blood arrow spurted out from Ying Shixi's mouth.

After spitting out the blood arrow, under the gaze of everyone, Ying Shixi's originally weak body seemed to be revitalized.

Ying Shixi's eyes passed over the faces of the people around him and landed on the young face in the crowd.

"Si'er..."

Hearing his grandfather's call, little Yingsi, who had just witnessed blood spitting out with his own eyes, was obviously a little timid, and his body subconsciously stepped back.

Suddenly, a force behind him blocked him, and at the same time, a majestic voice appeared in his ears, "Si'er, why don't you go to your grandfather's place quickly? Who loves you the most on weekdays?"

When this question from her father, Ying Quliang, appeared in Ying Si's ears, Ying Si's eyes immediately looked at the figure in front of her, revealing unspeakable attachment.

"grandfather……"

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"Si'er, what did you see?"

Standing on the high wall of the Qin Palace, looking at Yongdu at his feet, Ying Shixi, holding Ying Si's little hand, raised this question with some dignity.

After looking at his grandfather and then at the houses in the distance, Ying Si replied in a childish voice: "Grandpa, Si'er saw Yongdu."

"Hahaha……"

"Not bad, Si'er saw Yongdu."

"Si'er, do you know what your grandfather saw?" After asking Ying Si, Ying Shixi's eyes dimly looked into the distance.

"Qin State."

In 361 BC, Duke Ying of Qin, who had reigned for 22 years, passed away in Yongdu, Qin State, and was known as Duke Xiang of Qin in history.
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