Su Qingyu and Shen Z

In the winter of the 20th year of Xuande's reign, at the Su family's inner residence.,Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face held a distinct air of triumph. She had waited for this day for far too long, so long that she was almost losing patience.,Su Qingyu looked at Shen Zhao in disbelief, her voice trembling as she spoke.。