In the winter of the 20th year of Xuande, Su's mansion.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin, approaching Su Qingyu coquettishly and whispered, "You're talking about the first time Let me think, it was at Master Shen's funeral. His elders were discussing how to get you married under the guise of filial piety, but he was in his study, tossing and turning with me.","I'm afraid you overthink things, even considering adopting a child. It doesn't matter if you never consummate your marriage."。