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...,“Sister, when the entire Xie family was slaughtered, His Majesty granted you a special pardon. Not only did you fail to show gratitude, but you went so far as to commit such an outrageous act! Sister, you truly disappoint me.” Xue Wanqing raised her chin slightly, even with her impending death, she still looked at Xie Zhiwei with those lofty, compassionate eyes.,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...。