Qin Yuan laughed and said, "Mother-in-law, you'd better go back and rest first. You're making too much noise—if Director Pang sees Lin Junren's family making such a spectacle, it'll be embarrassing when you serve together in court later."
Mrs. Lin's eyes were about to pop, but she couldn't speak, dragged and half-carried back to her room by Yang'er.
She kept thinking about Director Pang, sobbing nonstop.
Yang'er said, "Old Madam Lin, please don't worry. We'll untie you once Director Pang leaves."
After a pause, she added, "Actually, let's wait until our Mistress leaves the yard, too. If our Mistress hears you shouting again, I'll be punished. Please, you're generous—have some sympathy for us servants."
Mrs. Lin squeezed her eyes with all her strength, but nothing moved.
"...Wuu wuu wuu wuu wuu…"
Yang'er added, "Just sit here for a while and don't wander around."
