Change Your Tunic

He had reached the moon gate that served as the garden's entrance when she called out, "Wait!" 

His stomach, however, issued a low grumble of protest, and he chose to ignore her call. She didn't follow him, but he sensed her gaze on his back. He held his head high and maintained an even stride until he was out of the kitchen courtyard.

He made his way to the stables, where he ended up retching into a pile of straw. The stairs leading up to Boluo's upper alcove seemed insurmountably steep, so he opted for a clean, empty stall for his night's rest.

Even drunk late, Wuyi was remarkably resilient, especially when one feels the weight of expectations of someone like Boluo, who would smack their expectations out of him if Wuyi did not behave according to his teachings.