Emperor Xiao Chang was flustered and humiliated, clutching his sword as he rushed into the Cold Palace. His consort, Xue Wanqing, followed close behind, adorned with a crown of nine jewels and wearing her finest robes.,Ten years ago today, the piercing wails and shouts echoed through the courtyard walls, reaching my ears. My upright and honest father, who had dedicated his life to serving the great Yong dynasty, treated his stepmother as his own mother, and his younger brother, who was not yet of age, and his nephew, who was still young and innocent...,"Xiao Changxuan, you are a wolf with ambitions, ungrateful and unfaithful. You two are truly a pair of scoundrels. Scoundrels like you deserve to be cut off from their offspring!" Xie Zhiwei smiled slyly, dripping with sarcasm. "Xiao Changxuan, in these twelve years, you haven't only had Xue Wanqing. Has anyone else ever cherished your bones Since not, what use is this vast empire to you"。