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"The yin and yang are constantly changing, and life is like morning dew. Life is fleeting, and life is not as solid as gold or stone."

Times have changed. The Emperor Qin Shi Huang, who once wanted to build an unprecedented Qin Dynasty, and Emperor Zulong, who once wanted to conquer a vast territory for his daughter, have already exceeded their goals.

The Qin dynasty had been passed down to the sixth generation, and none of them were incompetent. After several generations of governance, the concept of great unification had been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and the life that people had never dared to dream of had long since become a reality. However, the great emperor, who had no predecessors or successors, now seemed to have reached the end of his life.

In the Xianyang Palace, watching her father getting older day by day, Ximan had never felt so helpless. She had lost many relatives before. The deaths of her elder sister Yuanman, her younger sister Yinman, her second sister Shiman, her younger sisters Huiman and Liman, and her elder brother Fusu had already made her grief-stricken. Now, seeing that her most beloved father was also about to leave her, Ximan felt that her world was about to fall.

She wanted to smile at her father and ask him not to plan the rest of her life. She wanted to tell her father that as the ancestor of the palace, no one would neglect her. She also wanted to tell her father that she wanted to stay with him and didn't want him to leave her. But for some reason, no matter how she opened her mouth, she couldn't make a sound.

Zhao Zheng looked at his son, whose hair and beard were all white, and his daughter, who was so thin that she could barely hold a hairpin. He raised his hand with great effort, waved to them, and stroked his daughter's hair. He said with difficulty, "It is a blessing for your father to have you children. You are all good children. Don't be too sad when your father passes away. All of you should be well."

"Auntie, Auntie, father will not be able to protect you in the future. You must take good care of yourself and help father look after Daqin. When you see father again in the future, tell him. Father promised to conquer a large territory for you so that you can play at home. Now you must also promise father to help father look after Daqin, okay?"

"In my whole life, my father only enjoyed the love of his parents when he was young. He was abandoned by my father when he was a child, and he revolted against the whole Qin Dynasty before he even had his hair tied up. When he just came of age, he was betrayed by my mother. There are very few people who love me, so I don't know how to love you."

"It was not until I raised my daughter that I began to learn. I have lived a life that is worthy of heaven and earth, except for you children. I have gotten used to it, and you have gotten used to it too, so I have never changed."

"When I am gone, I command you not to be sad. You are the closest people in the world. You must support each other and help me to look after the prosperity of the Qin Dynasty."

"My dear, when you pass away, please come and accompany your father. I have reserved a place for you in the underground palace. Whether in the world of the living or the underworld, I hope to always have a daughter like you."

"I did it, ancestors, did you see it?" He then closed his eyes.

Ximan watched her father pass away, her mouth open but no sound came out, not even a tear could fall. She stared blankly at her father who had passed away. Finally, she could not bear the sadness welling up in her heart and fainted.

Everything comes to an end, which only hurts those who are still alive.

After waking up, Ximan calmly handled her father's funeral, called her children and grandchildren, made arrangements for her funeral arrangements, and regardless of her son's facial dislocation, distributed all the treasures she had saved over the years one by one. Then she went back to bed and lay down. However, she never woke up again.

After her soul returned to the Purple Pearl, Ximan was in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking. It was not until more than 900 years later, when the Qin Empire collapsed, that she came to her senses. But by then, everything had changed.

After the seal was lifted, Zi Chen slowly suppressed her sadness. She was about to leave Earth, and before leaving, she wanted to see the father who was the first to teach her love and the first to give her warmth since she was born.

She thought that although it was only a short period of a hundred years, she would probably never forget her "father". Regardless of whether she could successfully transform in the future, she felt no regrets in just this life.

Zi Chen came to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, looked at the grave keepers in front of the mausoleum, nodded with satisfaction, and blessed them. Entering the mausoleum, "standing" in front of his father's coffin, looking at the corpse protected by the first-grade white lotus, the whole bead trembled.

She took out a ninth-grade pure white lotus and placed it next to the lotus. She then took out some spiritual materials and set up a few magic arrays to protect her father and her tomb. Then she controlled her body and flew into the chaos.