The winter of the 20th year of Xuande, inside the Su family residence.,Cheng Ruijin walked step by step to Su Qingyu's side, his voice gloomy and said: "Sister, he's not incapable, it's that he can't face you.",Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with a blank expression, his face cold and hard, only the depths of his eyes rippling with emotion.。