Gu Yunjiao got up and gave a deep bow again before stepping out and getting into the bridal sedan chair.
Gu Yuheng watched his daughter's figure disappear into the sedan through his fingers, weeping even more uncontrollably.
Gu Chuan, who had cried earlier, was feeling better now. He glanced at his father sideways, "Stop crying, sister said, she'll definitely be visiting Renxin Hall in just two or three days."
Gu Yuheng wiped away his tears, "I know, it's just that—"
Gu Chuan sighed, "Father, you're a man, how can you be so fond of crying!"
As the father and son were talking, Gu Yunjiao's sedan chair had already left.
Jiang Youzhi rode a black tall horse, walking slowly in front of the bridal sedan.
The penetrating sound of the suona attracted a crowd of onlookers along the street.
Gu Yunjiao sat upright inside the sedan, listening to the conversations outside, "Whose family is having a wedding? Such grandeur!"
