The Imperial Concubi

Even if I die, you will never be able to marry into this family.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Thankfully, three years of forbearance hadn't been in vain.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin and, with a hint of pride and mischief, leaned close to Su Qingyu, whispering in a low voice: "You mean the first time Let me think... it was at the funeral of Third Master Shen. While his elders were scheming about getting us married under the guise of filial piety, he was with me in his study, making love."。