Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

The winter of the 20th year of Xuande, inside the Su family residence.,Su Qingyu's face was ashen and haggard, she pounded on the locked door with all her might.,Cheng Ruijin, upon hearing this, not only wasn't angry but burst into laughter several times. Then, gritting his teeth, he said, "I naturally have my own way, but in a while, it will be hard work for elder sister. Don't scream too loudly."。