The Imperial Concubi

In winter of the 20th year of Xuande's reign, inside the Su family residence.,Cheng Rujin's voice was soft, and a clearly proud expression was on her face. She had waited for this day for far too long; so long that she was almost losing patience.,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."。