The Fine Print✔️

Chapter 27 (1)

Over the next few days, I receive more guests than I can handle. Suddenly, everyone wanted to meet the princess who had helped bring down the evil witch's rule by foiling her grand plans.

Of course, Zhan kept visiting me regularly, but aunty LiFen refused to trust us and kept a watch over us. Though this angered me no end, I kept my temper under control. After all, she meant well.

However, this arrangement meant that Zhan couldn't talk about what exactly had taken place after I had lost consciousness in the tunnel.

Finally, days later, I am given a clean bill of health, and the first thing my uncle does is start making plans to get rid of me. No, he was not planning my demise. Zhan had told me in brief how my uncle, along with countless others, were under my aunt's control. As such, everything that he had done was because he was merely a puppet in her hands. But now, with her powerless (thanks to Zhan and myself) and in prison, he had reverted to his kind righteous self: the way he was before aunty Lai had entered his life.

As I was saying, my uncle was planning to get rid of me, but it was through marriage. The day I was finally allowed out of my room, he visited me and asked if I wanted to marry Zhan. He had said that he would not force the alliance on me and that if I so chose, I could reject it. 

 Of course, I had agreed; I wanted to be with Zhan. My body was already feeling deprived of his touches. I know I sound shameless, but you have been aware of it since the beginning, right?

Marriage, let me tell you, is a very tedious affair. I nodded off almost twice while aunty LiFen was dressing me up. I almost ruined my make-up, much to her annoyance. As you may have guessed by now, everyone except Zhan saw me as YiJuan. Aunty LiFen did not spare any effort to dress me up as elaborately as she could. The headdress was a pain in the ass!

I was the most beautiful princess (with a dick) to ever walk the six kingdoms.

What a fucking joke! 

Anyway, lucky for me, as soon as the formalities are over, Zhan gives me a change of clothes. "Change. I have arranged for us to go see Weredra." He informs.

The thought of finally meeting Weredra fills me with joy, but I can't help but feel a little disappointed. "How unromantic, husband. Aren't you even a little bit eager to spend the night with me?"

"Shameless." He chuckles and starts helping me out of my garments, "You know, the change of clothes is not just for your convenience."

"Mn?"

Zhan moves behind me; he places kisses on my exposed shoulder. "Gorgeous. Exquisite. You indeed are a true beauty, YiJun."

His words have the desired effect, and now with nothing to stop me from doing what I please, I turn in his arms and capture his lips.

Without breaking the kiss, Zhan rids me of the remaining clothing and settles on top of me. I grumble, "I like to be on top."

Zhan hovers over me, eyes twinkling; he states, "Is that so? Amm, what to do, YiJun? Because so do I."

It was indeed a predicament, an unexpected predicament. I push Zhan off of me and cover myself up. I sit straighter, and trying to look intimidating, ask, "What do you suggest?"

'I suggest you come and meet me. I am busy, you know. And I have been patiently waiting for your ungrateful ass.' I hear the familiar voice in my head: Weredra's voice.

I immediately leave the bed, startling Zhan.

"YiJun, what happened?" He asks, looking concerned.