The winter of the twentieth year of Xuande, inside the Su family residence.,For the past three days, she hadn't eaten or drunk anything. It was severe winter, and her body couldn't take it anymore.,Su Qingyu looked coldly at Cheng Ruijin, "Husband Who are you calling husband Do you even have any shame Dwelling on him is useless, you'll never be able to marry into the Shen family."。