The Exclusive Daught

In the twelfth year of Yongjia, winter, heavy snow swirled.,Xue Wanting suddenly woke up in alarm, pointing at Xie Zhiwei with a trembling finger. "You, it's you! Isn't it you who caused His Majesty to be unable to have children!",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...。