In winter of the 20th year of Xuande's reign, inside the Su family residence.,And Cheng Ruijin's hand was still holding a two-year-old child, she had never seen this child before, and Cheng Ruijin was also unmarried.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin and, with a hint of pride and mischief, leaned close to Su Qingyu, whispering in a low voice: "You mean the first time Let me think... it was at the funeral of Third Master Shen. While his elders were scheming about getting us married under the guise of filial piety, he was with me in his study, making love."。