In the twelfth year of Yongjia, winter, heavy snow swirled.,"Qing'er, don't be sad, I'm here for you!" Xiao Changxuan felt heartbroken and reached out to embrace the beauty in his arms, saying, "The Xie family is dead, wiped out completely. They all deserve it, and from now on, no one will ever bully you again!",If there is an afterlife, I will repay him tenfold, a hundredfold, so that he will never be reborn.。