roccoschili Chapter 44 The King of Qin Remains Firm in His Mind
Chapter 44 The King of Qin Remains Firm in His Mind
At this moment, the news of Lord Changping's betrayal dealt a heavy blow to the King of Qin. Suppressing his grief and anger, the King said to Ying Wuyou, "Jiayang, you may leave now! I need to rest for a while." Ying Wuyou, looking at the King's pale face, asked with concern, "Father, are you unwell? Should we summon the imperial physician?" The King waved his hand without looking at Ying Wuyou, saying, "I am fine. You may return now." Seeing the King's insistence, Ying Wuyou had no choice but to take his leave. As he slowly departed, he repeatedly looked back, seeing the King sitting quietly without any apparent abnormality, before turning away.
Ying Wuyou was quite surprised by the King of Qin's sudden change. Walking back to the Chaohua Palace, she asked the system, "System, what's wrong with Father?" The system replied calmly, "How would I know? Perhaps… perhaps the King of Qin is truly tired!" Ying Wuyou didn't notice the unusual tone in the system's voice and could only console herself, "Maybe!"
At this moment, the Zhangtai Palace was in complete disarray. The King of Qin, in a fit of rage, overturned all the imperial desks, scattering memorials and bamboo slips across the floor. The eunuchs standing nearby were terrified by this sudden turn of events, kneeling on the ground in utter fear, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Their faces were pale, their eyes filled with terror and unease, as if they might be consumed by the King of Qin's fury at any moment. A tense atmosphere permeated the entire palace, making it feel suffocating.
The King of Qin vented his anger wildly, roaring, "Why?" His voice echoed in the empty hall, "My only wish is to unify the world and spare the people from the suffering of war. Why do they not understand me?"
He wandered aimlessly through the vast palace, his heart filled with endless bitterness. As he walked, he deflated like a punctured balloon, collapsing onto the ground as if all his strength had vanished. Suddenly, he saw a bamboo scroll; the words on it flashed before his eyes like lightning. The King of Qin stared intently, and read: "The ruler is the boat; the common people are the water. Water can carry the boat, but water can also capsize it."
The King of Qin spoke softly, his tone tinged with both determination and helplessness: "Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. Did I not unify the world for the sake of the people?" His gaze was fixed firmly on the distance, as if he could see the future.
He continued slowly, “The world has been in turmoil for too long, and war will only bring more suffering. Only by achieving unification can this endless war end, and only by ending war with war can the people live a stable and peaceful life. This is my mission and my responsibility.”
His voice rose slightly, filled with authority: "So what if you try to stop me? So what if you don't support me?" His eyes gleamed with unwavering determination, as if he were declaring his resolve to the crowd.
The King of Qin abruptly rose, striding to the center of the hall with the powerful stride of a dragon, and roared in a voice as loud as a bell: "Even if the whole world tries to stop me, I will never back down! I will surely unify the world. I will make you all watch as my Great Qin becomes prosperous and strong, as my people live in peace and happiness, and as my Great Qin will last for thousands of generations, forever!" His voice, like a great bell, echoed throughout the hall, its lingering sound resonating long afterward.
As the words fell, the hall seemed to be muted, utterly silent, as if the entire world was holding its breath, listening to the Qin King's resounding vow. Not only the trembling eunuchs inside, but even the guards standing like statues outside, heard the Qin King's voice. They heard his shout, a voice like thunder, deafening and stirring a storm in their hearts, filling them with awe. They knew that this young king was like a brilliant star, shining with unwavering faith and indomitable will; he would surely lead the Qin Kingdom onto a glorious path, ushering in a new era.
Upon returning to Chaohua Palace, Ying Wuyou was unaware of the turmoil the King of Qin had endured. For some time now, Ying Wuyou had been leaving early and returning late every day, tirelessly supervising and inspecting the road construction site. This intense work had left her exhausted, and her body was beginning to give out. The few pounds she had painstakingly gained in the previous months had vanished due to overwork.
Looking at her noticeably thinner face and rougher skin in the mirror, Ying Wuyou sighed. After instructing Cui'er to fetch water to wash up, she went to sleep. She was so tired that she fell asleep soon after lying down.
In her dream, Ying Wuyou was leading a group of people to build a winding road, paved with countless stones, each one laid by her and the others by hand. However, just as they were about to finish building the road, a torrential downpour suddenly began.
The rain intensified, pouring down like a torrent. Ying Wuyou hurriedly led the people to find shelter. However, the road became increasingly muddy, and her feet sank deep into the mud, as if gripped tightly by the earth. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull her feet out.
Ying Wuyou was frantic with worry. She asked those around her for help, but everyone rushed past, seemingly oblivious to her predicament. She felt helpless and desperate, forced to watch as she sank deeper and deeper into the mud.
Suddenly, she woke up with a start, sitting bolt upright, her forehead covered in cold sweat. She was breathing rapidly, her heart pounding, as if she had just experienced a terrifying nightmare. It took a while for her breathing to gradually calm down.
Hearing the noise from inside, Cui'er stood outside the door and asked softly, "Princess, are you awake?" Upon hearing the voice, Ying Wuyou wiped the sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath to calm herself, and then said to the door, "I'm awake, come in."
After receiving permission, Cui'er gently pushed open the door and went inside. As soon as she entered, she saw that Ying Wuyou's face was as pale as paper, her expression panicked, and her eyes revealed unease and fear. Cui'er was startled and quickly went to Ying Wuyou's side, asking with concern, "Princess, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should I go and fetch the imperial physician immediately to examine you?" With that, Cui'er turned to leave to find the imperial physician.
Ying Wuyou quickly pulled Cui'er aside and said softly, "I'm fine, I just had a terrible nightmare. What time is it now?" Cui'er hurriedly replied, "It's already the hour of You (5-7 PM). Your Highness, you haven't had lunch or dinner yet. This is absolutely not good. I'll go and tell them to prepare dinner for you right away."
Ying Wuyou nodded slightly and said, "Alright, just prepare some food." Cui'er then asked with concern, "Princess, do you really not need to summon the imperial physician?" Ying Wuyou replied, "No need." Seeing Ying Wuyou's gradually recovering complexion, Cui'er felt relieved and hurriedly went to urge them to have dinner.