Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

In winter of the 20th year of Xuande, Su's family residence.,Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went back home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I lived before getting married, I was locked inside.,The Shen family's status is far beyond what a sinner like Cheng Rujin could ever aspire to. She wouldn't even be qualified to be a concubine, let alone the legitimate wife.。