Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

The winter of the 20th year of Xuande, inside the Su family residence.,"Cousin, don't bother. You'll never leave this house for the rest of your life. Our husbands have even brought a doctor.",Cheng Ruijin walked step by step to Su Qingyu's side, his voice gloomy and said: "Sister, he's not incapable, it's that he can't face you."。