Duanyang sighed.
The butler continued, "The young Marquis has never before collapsed drunk on the roadside, sleeping without returning home. This is the first time, but with a first time, there might be a second. Next time the young Marquis goes out to drink and doesn't let you follow, follow him secretly!"
Duanyang fretted, "If the young Marquis finds out I've secretly followed and disobeyed him, he will definitely punish me by throwing me out of Marquis Duanjing's residence. Don't get me into trouble, you'd better think of a way to persuade the young Marquis instead!"
The butler thought of Yan Qing's temper and shut his mouth. If persuasion had been possible, he, the old butler, would not have had a broken heart.
