The winter of the 20th year of Xuande, inside the Su family residence.,Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face wore a distinct look of pride. She had waited for this day for far too long, so long that she was almost losing patience.,For Cheng Ruijin, family background was a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。