It's already the third watch.
The moon hangs high.
The autumn wind blows, and even the sound of silk and bamboo music from across the river has grown weary.
Old Madam Gu said: "The night is late, why don't we call it a night."
Gu Baoshu was reluctant, but nodded obediently.
Marquis Gu stood up and, along with Qin Yuan, supported Old Madam Gu on one side as they walked out of the Qiuxiang Pavilion, and everyone else followed suit.
Old Madam Gu rubbed Qin Yuan's hand and said: "The autumn night dew is heavy and it's getting colder. Although you're young and full of energy, you should still wear more; you'll realize the importance when you get old."
Qin Yuan smiled and replied: "Mother, Yuan'er knows. Tonight I'm feeling warm from drinking, so I wore less."
"Still, don't get too comfortable, you young ones. Without adults watching, you just want to take the easy way. When you catch a cold, you'll regret it later."
Old Madam Gu's nagging warmed Qin Yuan's heart.
