"If you were to describe Lin Daiyu with a type of plant, what would it be?" Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin with a smile as they walked into Xiaoxiang Pavilion. "I reckon you've read 'Dream of the Red Chamber' thoroughly, I'm just curious if you've ever paid attention to this point."
"Do you even need to think about it?" Yang Qingyin looked at him with disdain, pointing to the large patch of bamboo in front of them. "Isn't the problem obvious with all this bamboo in Xiaoxiang Pavilion? With the dense phoenix tails and fine dragon murmurs, encircled by green bamboo. Xiaoxiang is originally associated with bamboo. After Emperor Shun died, his two wives, Ehuang and Nvying, cried over the green bamboo, and so the bamboo became speckled, hence the name Xiaoxiang Bamboo."
"Haha, I can't believe you weren't stumped," Luo Ziling laughed and gave a slight flattery, "It seems you truly have the qualities of Lin Daiyu, a woman of both talent and beauty."
