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.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Thankfully, three years of forbearance hadn't been in vain.。