Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

In the winter of the twentieth year of Xuande's reign, within the Su family mansion.,Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she beat on the locked door with all her might.,And Cheng Ruijin was still holding a two-year-old child by the hand. She had never seen this child before, and Cheng Ruijin was unmarried as well.。