Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

The winter of the 20th year of Xuande, inside the Su family residence.,The crisp sound of unlocking came from outside, the door creaked open, but the person who entered surprised Su Qingyu.,For Cheng Ruijin, family background was a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。