In winter of the 20th year of Xuande, Su's family residence.,And Cheng Rujin still had a two-year-old child by her side. She had never seen this child before, and Cheng Rujin was also unmarried.,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an emotionless face, his expression cold and hard. Only the depths of his eyes rippled with a hint of turbulence.。