Donghuang Taiyi frowned, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

At this moment, the sky over Xianyang City suddenly became overcast with dark clouds and rumbled with thunder. A dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating the entire city of Xianyang.

In the light of lightning, Donghuang Taiyi saw a strange light flash in Ying Yuan's eyes.

"Not good!" Donghuang Taiyi knew something was wrong and wanted to withdraw, but found that he had been restrained by an invisible force.

Ying Yuan slowly stood up, and his injuries were miraculously healed. He looked at Donghuang Taiyi with mockery in his eyes.

"Donghuang Taiyi, do you really think I will wait for you to die without any preparation?"

“You…you…” Donghuang Taiyi looked at Ying Yuan in horror, unable to say a word.

Ying Yuan sneered, "I knew you would betray me, so I specially prepared a great gift for you!"

After saying that, Ying Yuan stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky.

"Boom!"

A huge bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck Donghuang Taiyi.

Donghuang Taiyi let out a scream and his body was instantly swallowed by lightning.

"what…"

Donghuang Taiyi's screams echoed throughout the entire Xianyang City for a long time.

When the thunder and lightning dissipated, Donghuang Taiyi's figure had disappeared.

Ying Yuan retracted his fingers and brushed off the dust on his body, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial matter.

"Your Majesty! Are you okay?" General Wang Ben rushed forward and asked with concern.

Ying Yuan waved his hand, "I'm fine. Where's little Xiang Yu?"

"Xiang Yu...Xiang Yu has escaped..." General Wang Ben said somewhat embarrassedly.

Ying Yuan frowned, "Escaped? Let him escape?!"

General Wang Ben quickly explained: "Your Majesty, the situation was critical just now, and I had to protect your safety first..."

Ying Yuan snorted coldly, "Forget it, it won't be too late to catch him next time."

After saying that, Ying Yuan turned and walked into the Xianyang Palace.

……

Inside the Xianyang Palace, all the palace maids and eunuchs had been slaughtered by the men in black.

Ying Yuan looked at the corpses all over the ground, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Donghuang Taiyi! I will make you pay the price!"

……

A month later, Ying Yuan led a large army and completely defeated Xiang Yu's Chu army.

Xiang Yu was defeated at the Wujiang River and committed suicide.

At this point, the world was stable and Ying Yuan became the true ruler of the world.

However, Ying Yuan did not feel the slightest joy.

He sat in the empty Xianyang Palace, his heart filled with loneliness and solitude.

"Did I really win?"

Ying Yuan muttered to himself.

He won the world, but lost everything.

He lost his brother, his friend, his lover.

He even lost himself.

He became a cold-blooded tyrant who only cared about killing.

Did he really win?

Perhaps, he is the biggest loser in this war.

……

A year later, Ying Yuan suddenly announced his abdication and passed the throne to his son Fusu.

He left Xianyang and lived in seclusion in Mount Zhongnan.

From then on, there was no trace of Ying Yuan in the world.

……

On Mount Zhongnan, in front of a simple thatched cottage, a white-haired old man was fishing quietly.

He is Ying Yuan.

He is no longer the powerful emperor, but an ordinary old man.

He put down his fishing rod and looked into the distance.

His eyes were full of vicissitudes and helplessness.

"Am I really wrong?"

……

Suddenly, a crisp sound broke the silence in the mountains.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Ying Yuan looked back and saw a little girl of seven or eight years old standing behind him, looking at him curiously.

The little girl is very cute, with a pair of big eyes that twinkle and are full of innocence.
Ying Yuan looked at the little girl with a kind smile on his face. "Grandpa is fishing."

"Fishing? Is it fun?"

"Fun."

"So...can I play with you?"

Ying Yuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay."

The little girl jumped up happily, ran to Ying Yuan and sat down.

"Grandpa, what's your name?"

Ying Yuan smiled and said, "The old man's name is... Ying Yuan."

"Ying Yuan? What a strange name." The little girl tilted her head and said with a puzzled look.

Ying Yuan looked at the innocent look of the little girl, and suddenly a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He hadn't felt this kind of warmth for a long time.

"Yes, it's a very strange name." Ying Yuan said with a smile, "But grandpa likes this name very much."

The little girl looked at Ying Yuan and suddenly asked, "Grandpa, what did you do before?"

Ying Yuan was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Grandpa used to be... an emperor."

"Emperor?!" The little girl widened her eyes in surprise. "Really? Then you must be very powerful, right?"

Ying Yuan smiled and said nothing.

He was once very powerful and glorious.

But now, he is just an ordinary old man.

An old man who has lost everything.

"Grandpa, why don't you become the emperor now?"

Ying Yuan looked at the little girl, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

He said slowly: "Because...Grandpa is tired."

"Tired?" The little girl nodded, not quite understanding. "Then... will grandpa still be the emperor in the future?"

Ying Yuan shook his head, "No."

"why?"

Ying Yuan looked into the distance and said slowly: "Because...Grandpa no longer wants to be the emperor."

The little girl looked at Ying Yuan with confusion in her eyes.

She didn't understand why anyone wouldn't want to be emperor.

In her opinion, the emperor is the most powerful and happiest person in the world.

Ying Yuan looked at the little girl's puzzled expression, and suddenly an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart.

He once thought so too.

He once thought that as long as he became emperor, he could get everything.

But now, he realized that he was wrong.

What he gained was far less than what he lost.

He lost his brother, his friend, his lover.

He even lost himself.

Was he really wrong?

Perhaps he was wrong from the beginning.

He shouldn't have been emperor.

He should live an ordinary life like an ordinary person.

"Grandpa, you...are you crying?"

The little girl's voice interrupted Ying Yuan's thoughts.

Only then did Ying Yuan realize that his face was covered with tears.

He reached out his hand to wipe away his tears and said with a smile: "No, Grandpa just...got sand in his eyes."

The little girl looked at Ying Yuan with sympathy in her eyes.

She stretched out her little hand and gently patted the back of Ying Yuan's hand.

"Grandpa, don't cry, I will stay with you."

Ying Yuan looked at the innocent look of the little girl and suddenly felt inexplicably moved.

He reached out and held the little girl in his arms.

"Thank you, little girl."

He hugged the little girl tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his body.

He hadn't felt this kind of warmth for a long time.

Perhaps, this is the life he has always wanted. (End of this chapter)