Miss Du scoffed, covering her mouth as she spoke, "Doctor Gu does have a point, but this is a major issue; this is not the place for such a discussion, and it cannot be clarified in a moment. How about I return to Jinxiu City first, and whenever Doctor Gu is available, we can talk in detail?"
Gu Youyou bowed and said, "That was exactly my intention."
...
The Jie Residence became the laughingstock once again, and the tale of Concubine Du furiously burning the woodshed would probably entertain Beijing's gossipmongers for quite some time.
Miss Du arrived, took Concubine Du away, and all the while, the younger Mr. Jie followed them. She did not spare him a second glance.
He deliberately held his injured hand to his chest, but she acted as if she didn't see it, which saddened him greatly.
At dusk, the distressingly melancholic younger Mr. Jie pulled out some liquor, preparing to drown his sorrows all night. No sooner had he taken a sip than his father smashed the liquor jar.