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.,This man, her husband, once swore in her ear again and again, saying that a talkative husband is like this, deeply ingrained in her heart, unforgettable for eternity.,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...。