Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

In the winter of the 20th year of Xuande's reign, Su's family residence.,Besides being the daughter of a marquis's house, what makes you better than me If not for my family background, how could I possibly lose to you,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin, approaching Su Qingyu coquettishly and whispering, "You mean the first time I was thinking it was at the funeral of Shen's third master. His elders were discussing using filial piety to push for your marriage while he was in his study making love with me."。