Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

In winter of the 20th year of Xuande, Su's family residence.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn piercing her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.,"I'm afraid you're dwelling too much on worries, even thinking about adopting a child. It wouldn't matter if we couldn't consummate our marriage."。