In the twelfth year of Yongjia, winter, heavy snow swirled.,After Empress Dowager Xie knew that Wei Gu had colluded with the King of Yanbei, Xiao Xun, the imperial dynasty collapsed.,A flash of light crossed Xie Zhiwei's eyes. If there was anyone in this world who deserved to be hated more than Xiao Changxuan, it would be this ungrateful wretch right before him.。