Chapter 412: Guilt, Surging Emotions

After the coffin, Sang Yu held a bunch of ritual flowers and leaned on the coffin, his swollen eyes almost fighting with fatigue, yet he still stubbornly refused to sleep.

Xiao Zhu quickly walked over and gently called out, "Young master."

Sang Yu instantly woke up.

Xiao Zhu whispered in Sang Yu's ear, "Your aunt and sister are here, kneeling at the front, you should hurry and help them up."

Sang Yu rubbed his eyes, put down the ritual flowers, and walked to the front of the coffin. Imitating Song Nianshuang's earlier actions, he helped Sang Qian up.

Sang Qian felt the small hand on her arm and straightened up to catch sight of Sang Yu.

His small frame was clad in mourner's garb, wearing a white mourning cap that hung down to his waist, his pale face and swollen eyes painfully clutched her heart.

This was her son.

The son she had given birth to only for him to be thrown into the sea by others.