In the winter of the twentieth year of Xuande's reign, Su's residence.,Three days ago, her grandmother fell ill. She returned home to visit, and as soon as she stepped into the room where she had lived before marriage, she was locked inside.,Su Qingyu coldly looked at Cheng Ruijin, "Husband Who are you calling husband Do you even have any shame It's useless for you to remember him; you will never be able to marry into the Shen family."。