Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

In the winter of the twentieth year of Xuande's reign, within the Su family mansion.,Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went back home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where she lived before she got married, she was locked inside.,"Shen Zhao, how could you do such a thing Look into your heart and ask yourself, how have I treated you these past few years"。