In the winter of the 20th year of Xuande, Su's mansion.,Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I lived before getting married, I was locked inside.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin, approaching Su Qingyu coquettishly and whispered, "You're talking about the first time Let me think, it was at Master Shen's funeral. His elders were discussing how to get you married under the guise of filial piety, but he was in his study, tossing and turning with me."。