"Brother Win, why did you let us go, why didn't you let us kill Li Longji, even if Li Laosi is here, we will definitely be able to get rid of him!" As soon as he walked out of the Daming Palace, Huo Qubing couldn't help but shout at Qin Shi Huang, who was striding away in front of him.

Qin Shi Huang's footsteps paused, and Meng Tian behind him also paused, and General Meng's face was also full of confusion and anger, obviously, he also wanted to ask Qin Shi Huang this question, but it was just out of the courtesy of the monarch and ministers, he was not good at doing this.

Listening to Huo Quai's words, Qin Shi Huang did not choose to answer, but asked him a rhetorical question.

"Xiaojun, your academic performance is good, then let me ask you, do you know when Li Longji ascended the throne in history?"

Although he is a top science student, Huo Quzhi is not even unclear about this kind of historical common sense, and after a little thought, Huo Quzhi blurted out: "Two years after Tang Long's change, he only ascended the throne, Brother Win, why are you asking this?" Huo Qu asked incomprehensibly.

"Hehe," Qin Shi Huang let out a chuckle, turned his head, faced Huo Quai's illness, and said leisurely: "Xiaojun, do you think that according to the Li Longji you just met, he will be the one who has the opportunity to ascend to the throne, but gives up the throne at a critical moment?" ”

Huo Quzhi shook his head decisively, "No, he is not that kind of person at all, as long as he has the opportunity, he will definitely be on the throne of the emperor, he is ........" Speaking of this, Huo Quzhi was stunned, because he thought of something.

Looking at the corpses of the soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army around him, the face of the champion Hou became more and more pale, and he guessed that he had speculated why Li Longji did not directly ascend the throne after the Tang Long Revolution, but temporarily gave up the throne to his father.

Because....... Because....... He has no one left, he doesn't have any strength, and the strength he has secretly accumulated for so many years was swept away by himself not long ago and killed cleanly.

The 50,000 soldiers of the palace are dead, and the 40,000 soldiers of the Royal Forest Army are almost dead, and even the dead soldiers he has secretly gathered over the years have all died, and they all fell on this night, under the hands of him Huo Qubing and Qin Shi Huang Meng Tian.

They killed the capital of Li Longji's ascension to the throne, and they let Li Longji no longer have any military power in his hands, so at this time, Li Longji could not be the emperor on the throne, but chose to recuperate for a short period of time, re-accumulate strength, and did not ascend the throne until his strength reached an objective point again.

"History, hehe, this is history." Qin Shi Huang's bitter and inexplicable laughter sounded, he raised his hands behind his back, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, and His Majesty's eyes were full of sadness and helplessness about fate at this moment.

This is history, hehe, this is history, we have adapted to it countless times, we want to resist, but every time we resist, it is just to pull it back to its normal trajectory.

It can't be changed, and it can never be changed.

Perhaps, some small details can change, but the general direction of history will not be confused, and even if there is, it will go back to the right path on its own.

Just like tonight, they wanted to kill Li Longji to take revenge, but as a result, Li Laosi came, and they didn't succeed, not only that, but they also conformed to history and inadvertently delayed Li Longji's ascension to the throne by two years, which is no different from normal history.

That's what Cao Cao said before he fell into a coma.

Stop trying to fight against fate, stop trying to fight against fate, it's useless, it's useless.

All...... It was already predestined.

They are all actors in the great drama of history, and the script has already been sent to them, as characters, as chess pieces, they can only say and do what the script says, if they are not obedient...... If you want to try to change.......

The arrow that Li Longji shot at Cao Cao was the best punishment.

No one can escape history, no one can escape fate.

We are all puppets, all of ........ A puppet that was held by fate and the thread.

........

Huang Xiaowei ran, running slowly, he didn't know how long he had been running, he only knew that he had been running, he had been running in the dark.

Running all the way, Huang Xiaowei saw a lot, he looked at groups of Qin army soldiers, riding war horses, holding torches passing by his side, obviously he was near them, but they ran straight over as if they didn't see him, running straight into the distance.

Lighting a torch is so glaring in the dark.

At this moment, he seems to have been forgotten by the world, but unlike Li Longji's situation, he is not afraid at all, not afraid that the world will forget him, on the contrary, he is still very happy, happy that the world can forget him, happy that he can live in his own world.

Because then he doesn't have to think about what just happened, and he doesn't have to think about the future scenes.

It's so good, living in his own world, there is no one, nothing has to be done, only himself.

Finally, in the vast night, Huang Xiaowei came to a mound, and then ....... He fell straight to the ground.

He was so tired, he ran for hours, he was just an ordinary person, even much worse than an ordinary person. Huang Xiaowei, who was lying on the ground, had his right face next to the hard sand on the ground, his eyes were hollow, and the biggest difference between him and the dead now was probably that the dead would not breathe.

A deep sense of tiredness welled up in Huang Xiaowei's heart, and he lay motionless on the ground, forcing himself to act like a corpse.

He even began to fantasize that he was a dead man, fantasizing that the black and white impermanence of the soul had taken his soul to the underworld, and he desperately hoped that this would happen, and he now desperately hoped that he could drink the bowl of Meng Po soup that could make people forget everything as soon as possible.

Everyone will die, they will die, I can't change, I can't save anyone, all I can do is watch, just watch them die one by one.

In this case, death is really a good option, isn't it?

has been running away for a long time, and he is used to escaping, which causes Huang Xiaowei to always habitually avoid something now. He couldn't do anything about Wan'er, he didn't know what to do. And treat other things...... That's not needed, because with Liu Bei, Cao Cao, and Qin Shi Huang, there is nothing for Huang Xiaowei to worry about, and he has long been used to relying on those people, relying on his friends and family.

But now, he can't rely on them anymore, he can't rely on them anymore, and the option of death naturally comes to his mind.

Die, it's easy to die, it's liberated when you're dead, the dead don't cry, the dead don't have to be sad, the dead don't have to go through so many life and death partings, the dead don't have to watch their relatives and friends die one by one, but they can't do anything.

Die, die, die, let me die.

Huang Xiaowei thought, lying on his stomach in the dark and thinking.

"Are you really going to die like that?" He spoke, spoke in his heart, his voice as heavy as ever.

Huang Xiaowei ignored him.

But he was still saying, "Do you really want to die? Don't you feel unwilling? Don't forget, you still have a wife and a son, are you willing to abandon their orphans and widows and leave alone? ”

His words were like a sword, a very accurate and stable sword, which pierced Huang Xiaowei's heart accurately and ruthlessly, he was so precise every time, and he could grasp the weakness of people's hearts every time, so as to force them to embark on that fateful road.

Huang Xiaowei's hands flickered and clenched together, but his eyes were still so empty, "Reluctant." ”

He is still reluctant in the end, he is still unwilling to die like this, he is not willing to give up his wife and children, and he is not willing to live a good life now.

Even if from today on, he is going to say goodbye to the good life in the past, but he is still reluctant, people are like this.

"One question I'd like to know, are you grieving the woman's death or are you saddened by the loss of your friends soon?"

Huang Xiaowei didn't respond, and lay on the ground like a corpse.

"I don't think you're saddened by that woman's death, of course, it's not that you weren't touched by her death, there must be sadness, but more than that, you're probably still saddened by the loss of your friends soon, am I right?"

Huang Xiaowei still ignored him, and he continued to talk like this.

"They're not dead now, they're alive and well, but that's it, you're broken, and you're broken the moment you know you can't change their fate, it's cruel. Because she is dead, she is already a dead person, and you don't grieve for a dead person, and you don't break down for a dead person, but you break down for those who are still alive....... Is that what she has in your mind? ”

Huang Xiaowei still ignored him, and he continued to speak.

"You don't feel too sad for her, too sad, that's because you're already disappointed in her, you don't have any expectations for her, and even think that that woman is not the girl you raised at all, a long time ago, you secretly thought in your heart, you guess that woman is not your Wan'er, your Wan'er is gone, so you won't show too much sadness about her death, not only that, you are probably relieved."

"You're glad, glad that such an ugly woman finally died, glad that that filthy woman no longer lives in this world, glad that the woman who took your Wan'er's body finally left."

Huang Xiaowei still didn't show anything, not because what he said was right, but because he didn't want to argue with him, maybe it was because of ...... Wan'er is dead, it's useless to argue, or...... He really got his heart on the mind.

"How would you feel if I told you that she remained a virgin until the moment she died?" A slightly heavy voice exploded in Huang Xiaowei's heart.

The tired eyes opened to the maximum in an instant, and when he heard this, Huang Xiaowei sat up from the ground suddenly, his face twisted.

"Impossible! When pigs fly! Huang Xiaowei shouted loudly.

"Really? Are you so sure? He asked.

Huang Xiaowei lost his voice and sat on the ground in a daze.

"She asked me to give you a piece of stuff before she died, but in your old age, but I didn't want to do it, such an infatuated woman shouldn't end up like this, and I admire her too."

"Now, I ask you, would you like to see what she left for you? I'm left to you....... Something that you will only see in old age? ”

Huang Xiaowei sat on the ground for a long time, and finally he nodded.

Quietly, a thick stack of picture scrolls appeared beside Huang Xiaowei.

This is her painting, all the paintings of her life.

She left everything she wanted to say and tell him.