In the winter of the twentieth year of Xuande's reign, within the Su family mansion.,Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she beat on the locked door with all her might.,The Shen family's status is far too high for someone like Cheng Ruijin, the descendant of a criminal, to even dream of. Let alone becoming the main wife, even as a concubine, Cheng Ruijin wouldn't be qualified.。