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...,Xie Zhiwei moved slowly towards Xiao Changxuan, wanting to remember this man, for all eternity. To remember him, for a lifetime, the relatives, the friends, all of them had died at the hands of this man, none survived!,This man, her husband, once swore in her ear again and again, saying that a talkative husband is like this, deeply ingrained in her heart, unforgettable for eternity.。