In the winter of the twenty years of Xuande, inside the Su family's residence.,Su Qingyu looked coldly at Cheng Ruijin, "Husband Who are you calling husband Do you even have any shame It's useless for you to think about him, you will never be able to marry into the Shen family.",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."。