The Duchess gazed at Zhou Gu. In truth, she wished she could say, "Even if you shame the Duke Residence, so what? Even if you become a person who abandons propriety, virtue, integrity, and honor, so what? A lifetime is nothing more than a fleeting century. Why let the shackles of decorum weigh you down?" She herself had been burdened by these constraints. When her husband left for war, she hadn't even had the opportunity to voice her hesitation, or express her reluctance to see him off to battle because of their duties and social position. As a result, she has spent many years in restless solitude, filled with regrets, separated by the realms of the living and the dead, no longer be able to see each other.
She had tasted the bitterness of longing, endured the shackles of constraint, and didn't want her son to suffer the same fate.
