After bowing to the hall, they offered tea to Old Mr. Meng and others. With the witnesses present, the ceremony was considered complete.
The wedding ceremony, simple yet solemn, was completed, leaving everyone with a sense of blockage in their hearts. It was the first time they felt such sorrow witnessing a ceremony, longing to find a place to cry freely.
As soon as the ceremony was over, Madam Zhou seemed as if an unseen hand had drawn out her spirit, and she quickly withered, appearing gaunt.
The rest of the people in the room withdrew, leaving only Wufu, Ah Jiu, and Bai Xiaobai.
Wufu held Madam Zhou against her chest, gripping her hand, tears continuously streaming down.
"Today... I'm truly happy!" Madam Zhou's voice was barely audible.
"Mother, don't leave." Wufu choked out.
Madam Zhou said, "Child... I have no regrets."
She strained to stroke her belly, feeling sorry for the child inside, already sensing its frailty.
Wufu sniffed deeply.
