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In the winter of the twentieth year of Xuande's reign, Su's residence.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance were not in vain.,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an expressionless face, her face cold and hard. Only in the depths of her eyes did a ripple appear.。