Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

In the winter of the 20th year of Xuande's reign, Su's family residence.,A crisp click of the lock echoed from outside, the door creaked open slowly, but the person who entered surprised Su Qingyu.,Cheng Ruijin walked step by step in front of Su Qingyu, his voice was gloomy: "Cousin, he's not incapable, he just can't when facing you."。