The wedding ceremony continued.
The emcee was joyously singing. The guests were all in a jovial mood.
Amidst the fun and laughter, no one took notice of Xianer's pitiful plight.
In Xu Rong's eyes, Xianer was a tool for her family to gain connections to nobility. To Han Zhi, she was the artistic sculpture soon to be his. To Cao Xuan, she was going to be his plaything, something for him to lord over. In the eyes of the guests, she was a puppet that had nothing to do with them. Even though they knew of Xianer's plight, they could not do anything to help her.
Clenching her fists, Xianer was lonely, pitiful, and bitter. While the Earth was vast, no one could help her.
The complicated rituals were almost over, they were finally arriving at the final step.
"A bow to the heavens!" The emcee joyously shouted.
Xianer's heart trembled and tears welled up in her eyes. She was going to be married, but not to Su Yu!
