Three days ago, her grandmother fell ill. She returned home to visit, and as soon as she stepped into the room where she had lived before marriage, she was locked inside.,She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days. It was a harsh winter, and her body had already reached its limit.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin, coquettishly leaning closer to Su Qingyu, and whispered, "You're talking about the first time Let me think, it was at the funeral of Master Shen the Third. His elders were discussing using filial piety to arrange your marriage while he was in his study, having a wild night with me."。