As soon as the Song Mansion's carriage appeared, someone came forward to greet them. This time, besides the steward lady, Jiang Fula also accompanied respectfully on the side, stepping forward to offer condolences. Upon learning that Song Ci had come in person to pay respects, the other party did not dare to be negligent and approached the carriage to respectfully salute, express gratitude, and offer a warm welcome.
After some negotiations, the carriage began to move again and stopped shortly thereafter.
"The carriage can only go this far. Madam will need to dismount and walk into the mansion. Once inside, a sedan chair will be provided."
Song Ci, not putting on airs, supported by Nan Shan, stepped down onto the stool. What greeted her sight was a sea of white—white lanterns, white streamers, white mourning clothes—so blinding to the eyes that it seemed unbearable.
