The Imperial Concubi

In winter of the 20th year of Xuande's reign, inside the Su family residence.,Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she beat against the locked door with all her might.,Su Qingyu coldly looked at Cheng Ruijin, "Husband Who are you calling husband Do you even have any shame You can't marry into the Shen family. You daydream all you want, it's not going to happen."。