In the winter of the twentieth year of Xuande's reign, within the Su family mansion.,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.,Su Qingyu looked at Shen Zhao in disbelief, her voice trembling as she said.。