After returning home and finishing his meal, Chen Yi opened the dressing cabinet in his bedroom and placed a small box inside.
Yin Tingxue, holding a book and reading, noticed the fine craftsmanship of this sandalwood box, with phoenix and orchid carvings on top, and couldn't help but grow curious.
"What's inside?"
She asked.
"A hairpin."
Chen Yi responded crisply and decisively.
Yin Tingxue tilted her head, puzzled as to why he suddenly bought a hairpin.
She didn't believe the hairpin was for her. Women often marry by fifteen, and there's a tradition to wear hairpins and receive their styled names. She, though taken as a concubine, had never consummated the relationship and might never do so.
She thought, she hadn't yet turned twenty either, so she couldn't wear a hairpin nor claim a styled name.
Chen Yi glanced at the Lady of Xiang River briefly and smiled, closing the cabinet. Speaking of which, she hadn't yet adopted a styled name, so she was technically still unwed.
