The Imperial Concubi

Even though she had a hunch, Su Qingyu still felt dizzy for a moment.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Thankfully, three years of forbearance hadn't been in vain.,Shen Zhao stared at Su Qingyu with a blank expression. His face was cold and hard, but his deep eyes rippled with emotion.。