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.,From then on, I was plagued by nightmares every night and couldn't close my eyes.,From Xie Zhiwei's corner, a surge of emotion once again overflowed, flowing along the white stream, shocking and astounding his gaze.。