A noble and handsome figure, with features that were once admired, now wore the marks of tears. Recalling the imperial decree received from the Xianyang Palace, he was filled with sorrow. His whimpers echoed endlessly, revealing his helplessness.,Two days' time had left the two women in the carriage utterly hopeless about the future. Their tears had run dry in these two days, their sobs unceasing, only hoping that their children would suffer a little less hardship in Zhao Country, and only hoping that their own children could survive.,Through the carriage window, lifting the curtain, the crimson killing intent of the outside world was revealed. The figures ignored each other, with limbs strewn across the ground and a bloody stench pervading the air. A number of black figures quickly strangled the squad of heavily armored cavalry guarding the carriage.。