Xiao Changxuan kicked open the heavy doors of the Cold Palace with one kick. Sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, Xie Zhiwei, dressed in a pure white robe, raised his head and smiled when he saw the arrival. "Ten years," he said, "it's finally come.",At this moment, Xiao Changxuan truly regretted his actions. He had once thought it was Qing'er's inability to bear children that forced him to take a concubine, hurting Qing'er's heart. Little did he know, it was all Xie Zhiwei, that despicable woman, who was behind it all. He should have suspected her long ago.,Everything before his eyes slowly dissipated, and finally, only a handsome young man in silver armor with a crimson cloak billowing in the wind, carrying a gun and striding forward remained...。