Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

In winter of the 20th year of Xuande, Su's family residence.,"You have nothing on me except for being the legitimate daughter of a Marquis's family. If it weren't for your family background, how could you possibly surpass me",Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an emotionless face, his expression cold and hard. Only the depths of his eyes rippled with a hint of turbulence.。