The Exclusive Daught

In the twelfth year of Yongjia, winter, heavy snow swirled.,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.",In the next life, may I meet you all in Huangquan. Grandfather, father, mother, and my younger brothers, can you please forgive me。