Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she pounded on the locked door with all her might.,She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days. It was a harsh winter, and her body had long since grown weak from the cold.,A crisp click of unlocking echoed from outside, the door creaked open slowly, but the person who entered was unexpected to Su Qingyu.。