The Exclusive Daught

In the twelfth year of Yongjia, winter, heavy snow swirled.,"You wretch, did you collude with Xiao Xun and help him attack the capital" Xiao Chang pointed his sword menacingly at Xie Zhiwei.,"It's a pity, Xiao Changxuan. You'll never have another chance." Xie Zhiwei's lips curled into a mocking sneer, her eyes devoid of the fiery hatred and killing intent that had once burned within them. Instead, there was a sense of ease and indifference. "Xiao Changxuan, I've already spoken to the new emperor. He has spared your life, allowing you to taste the bitterness of being a dethroned ruler. From now on, every day, every moment, you and Xue Wanqing will kneel before the ancestral tablet of my Xie family, repenting and atoning for your sins…"。