Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

The atmosphere in the Linde Hall was so oppressive that it was suffocating, as if even the air had frozen.

The scene where Qin Ruzhao lifted the dragon-patterned red tripod just now was like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's hearts and leaving endless shock.

Everyone's eyes widened, their mouths slightly open, but no sound came out, their gazes closely following Qin Ruzhao's gradually receding figure.

Each of his steps was extremely heavy, his legs were as stiff as cast iron, and his joints made cracking sounds.

His body trembled slightly, which was the weakness after the strength was exhausted, and also a sign that his life was about to end.

The clothes on his body had long been soaked with sweat and blood, and the bloodstains were particularly glaring, like a tragic picture.

At the gate of Daming Palace, the guards saw Qin Ruzhao coming out from afar. The warm smiles on their faces froze instantly, replaced by astonishment.

They were all iron-blooded men who had fought alongside Qin Ruzhao from Xianyang. They had fought side by side in the Five Army Camps, going through life and death together, and had a deep friendship with each other.

One of the guards came forward with a look of concern on his face.

"General Qin, you're attending a banquet today. Why are you out so early?"

Qin Ruzhao did not respond, but slowly turned his head and glanced at the guard with his dull and empty eyes.

When the guard saw Qin Ruzhao's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but gasp and a look of horror appeared on his face.

Qin Ruzhao's face was covered with blood. The dried blood had formed hard lumps and mixed with sweat, making him look hideous and terrifying.

His lips were cracked and bloodshot, and his breathing was weak and rapid. "General Qin! What's wrong with you?"

The guard cried out involuntarily and subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the staggering Qin Ruzhao.

"Don't touch him, don't touch your General Qin! Let him go on his own. If you touch him, he'll lose his temper!"

At this moment, Li Chunfeng's urgent shout came from behind.

Li Chunfeng and Zhang Xuanwei ran over with anxious faces, their foreheads covered with sweat.

The guard was stunned. He didn't understand what Li Chunfeng meant, but looking at Qin Ruzhao's weak appearance, he knew the situation was very critical.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly withdrew his hand, waved, and signaled the people around him to let him go.

Li Chunfeng and Zhang Xuanwei followed Qin Ruzhao closely, their hearts heavy.

They knew clearly that Qin Ruzhao was on the verge of death at this moment, and the only thing supporting him was the strong obsession in his heart.

He wanted to see his wife and son, the people he cared about most in the world.

Once this breath is lost, his life will be extinguished like a candle in the wind.

So they followed Qin Ruzhao silently, carefully dispersing the crowd around him.

At this time, there was a warm and peaceful scene in the Qin Mansion.

Jiang Lai carefully prepared a large table of sumptuous dishes. The steaming food filled the table, emitting an enticing aroma.

She and her son Qin Yan sat at the table, waiting for Qin Ruzhao's return with joy.

Today is New Year's Day, a day for family reunion. Qin Ruzhao promised her that he would go home early and spend the holiday with his family.

Qin Yan could no longer contain his anticipation. He held the chopsticks tightly in his hand, looked at Jiang Lai eagerly, and asked in a baby voice, "Mom, when will Dad come back?"

Jiang Lai smiled and touched Qin Yan's head, saying gently, "Your father will be back soon. Wait a moment."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Lai's eyes lit up, a delighted smile appeared on his face. He looked at Qin Yan and said, "Look, your father is back."

She stood up happily, walked quickly to the door, and opened it.

However, what came into her sight were two unfamiliar faces. She couldn't help but frown slightly, a trace of doubt arose in her heart, and she wondered how these two people got into the mansion.

However, before she could start thinking, she saw Qin Ruzhao standing behind them.

"Brother Xiaotian?" Jiang Lai called out uncertainly, his voice trembling and his eyes filled with fear.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Qin Yan wanted to follow out of curiosity.

"Don't come over, Yan'er, go back and sit down, don't look!"

Jiang Lai's voice was a little hoarse. This was the first time Qin Yan heard his mother speak in such a stern tone. He was frightened and sat back in his chair obediently.

Jiang Lai closed the door of the main house, turned around, looked at Qin Ruzhao, and tears instantly blurred her eyes.

"How could this happen? How could there be blood all over Brother Xiaotian's face?!"

She asked tremblingly, her voice filled with desperation.

She looked at Li Chunfeng and Zhang Xuanwei.

"Madam Qin, General Qin, today we will lift the tripod."

Zhang Xuanwei said with a serious expression. Jiang Lai ignored Zhang Xuanwei's words, but just looked at Qin Ruzhao infatuatedly, choking and saying: "Brother Xiaotian, you must be tired, I cooked a table of delicious dishes, you should take a rest first, just rest for a while!"

She looked at Qin Ruzhao crying, but did not dare to reach out and touch him, for fear that her touch would make him more painful.

Qin Ruzhao looked at Jiang Lai in front of him, and a smile finally appeared on his pale face, and that smile was full of attachment.

He slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his beloved wife's face one last time.

I don’t regret having a small bag, the hardest time for young people is for couples.

He had loved Jiang Lai since childhood, and this feeling had never changed. However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth and spilled at Jiang Lai's feet.

This mighty general, who stood tall and majestic, fell headfirst backwards and landed heavily on the ground with a dull thud.

Jiang Lai let out a shrill cry, threw himself to Qin Ruzhao's side, hugged him tightly, tears streaming down his face.

"Brother Xiaotian, wake up, wake up!"

Qin Ruzhao was barely breathing and looked at Jiang Lai. He pointed to his chest. Jiang Lai understood and touched Qin Ruzhao's chest. There was a document for leaving the city.

He looked at Jiang Lai.

"Go... go to Nanjing..."

"Go, find Xianhuai..."

Jiang Lai looked at Qin Ruzhao and nodded uncontrollably.

"I know, I know, Brother Xiaotian, I know. Don't worry."

"Please don't leave, it's New Year's Day today! We haven't had our reunion dinner yet, husband."

"Please, don't do this, Yan'er, you're still young!"

When Qin Ruzhao heard Jiang Lai's words, tears slowly rolled down from the corners of his eyes. He reached out his hand and wanted to touch Jiang Lai's face again.

Seeing this, Jiang Lai took Qin Ruzhao's hand and placed it on his face.

"Yep……"

"I'm sorry..."

He sighed, unable to hold on any longer, and slowly closed his eyes.