Just as you had finished getting ready for the festival, Jinshi came by and with a flustered expression, much to your surprise, he placed a silver hairpin into your hair.

A few moments later during the garden banquet, you received a hairpin as a "thanks for participating" gift, the man who gave you the hairpin thought you wouldn't have received any otherwise. Admittedly it was just out of politeness and yet when Jinshi had found out about it he was bitter.

Finally after all those festivities and formalities were over you desperately wanted to go back to your sleeping quarters, and here Jinshi was, standing behind you with a piercing gaze as his mood had suddenly plummeted.

While you tried to walk out of his way, he suddenly got a hold of your shoulder, keeping his voice low and serious, seemingly a sense of jealousy had taken over. "Who was that man? I had also given you a hairpin, a prettier one than his."