Qin dynasty novelist

"If what my mother said is true, I'd probably be killed by angry Zhao people as soon as I enter Zhao.",It seemed that the woman could feel her son trembling in her arms. She held him closer, trying to comfort him with her own warmth. Oh, poor child. Could he really end up like her, dying far from home,"My poor Qing'er, you haven't even weaned yet, and now you must go to meet our ancestors with me!"。