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 Rujin walked step by step to Su Qingyu's side, his voice gloomy: "Sister, he's not incapable, it's just that he's incapable when facing you."。