In the winter of the 20th year of Emperor Xuande's reign, at Su's residence.,Su Qingyu coldly looked at Cheng Ruijin, "Husband Who are you calling husband Do you still have any shame You can't marry into the Shen family no matter how much you yearn for him. You'll never be able to.",Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with a blank expression, her face cold and hard. Only in her deep eyes did a ripple appear.。