In the winter of the 20th year of Xuande, at Su's residence.,Cheng Rujin slightly raised her chin, acting coquettishly as she leaned closer to Su Qingyu, and whispered in a low voice: "You're talking about the first time Let me think... it was at the funeral of Shen Family's third master. While his elders were discussing how to take advantage of filial piety to force you two into marriage, he was in his study with me turning over like a storm.",Su Qingyu looked at Shen Zhao incredulously, her voice trembling as she said.。