Qin dynasty novelist

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.,"If what my mother said is true, I'd probably be killed by angry Zhao people as soon as I enter Zhao.",As night fell, the day's journey of thousands of miles reached its end. Passing through Shangdang Tunliu territory, the sun in the distance gradually dimmed. On the road, the sound of horses' hooves never ceased, continuing their relentless advance.。