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.,Everything will finally be over. Ten years, a waste of a life, confined to the cold palace, enduring this cruel torment from that dog of a man. Day after day, I've borne the insatiable pain inflicted by my clan, a pain so intense it feels like death itself.,Xie Zhiwei slowly closed her eyes, a serene smile gracing her lips, filled with anticipation...。