Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

In winter of the 20th year of Xuande, Su's family residence.,Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she beat on the locked door with all her might.,Cheng Ruijin, upon hearing this, not only did she not get angry, but burst into laughter a few times. Then, gritting her teeth, she said, "I naturally have my way, but in a while, I'll have to trouble Sister. Don't scream too loudly."。