In the winter of the twenty years of Xuande, inside the Su family's residence.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin, approaching Su Qingyu coquettishly and whispered, "You said first time Let me think, it was at the funeral of Shen's third master. His elders were discussing taking advantage of filial piety to get you married while he was in his study with me, rolling around like thunder and lightning.","Shen Zhao, how could you do such a thing Ask yourself, how have I treated you these past few years"。