What if (Dong Hua and Feng Jiu Story')

15. Zhi He's Marriage

It was morning. At least Zhi He knew that. She's been locked up in Taichen's jail for five days. She didn't expect that she could be locked up. Her foster brother didn't defend her at all.

Zhi He sometimes raged hysterically in the room. She didn't expect that the woman, that damn fox could sniff out her cheating so easily. The woman even distanced her from the man that she loved so much. Damn it!

Zhi He gasped as the prison door opened. Apparently, it was Zhonglin who went into prison.

"Zhonglin, Dijun freed me? Did he spare me?"

Zhong Lin nodded, "Dijun has even registered your marriage."

"My wedding?" Zhi He was astonished. "Is my marriage to Dijun?"

Zhong Lin didn't answer. The steward ordered the maid to bring a cup of tea then told Zhi He to drink it, "Drink this tea first, Zhi He. You need energy to get through the day."

Zhi He nodded. She downed the tea in one gulp. Her body felt light after drinking it and she became excited. Then, she asked again, "Whereis Dijun? Why didn't she pick me up? Why should you?"

Zhonglin didn't answer, once again, he ordering the servants to serve Zhi He. Get ready to be a bride.

"Everything is ready, you don't want to disappoint Dijun, do you?"

"So, Dijun married me? Dijun couldn't pick me up because he is busy preparing for our wedding?" Zhi He's own conclusion. She nodded happily and approached the line of servants.

"Of course I won't let him down, I love Dijun so much and he is marrying me now."

"Hm," Zhong Lin nodded.

Princess Zhi He came out with the maid followed her. Apparently, they headed for Zhi He's room before she served her sentence. The room had been decorated in such a way that it became a bridal chamber. Her heart was getting happy. Especially when she saw her wedding dress. It was the wedding dress of her dreams, similar to the wedding gown of Dong Hua - Jiheng's failed wedding, which she had worn before.

"Princess Zhi He, time for a bath." One of the maids brought her to her senses. She turned to the maid and nodded in agreement.

Zhi He thought that she didn't want to look bad in her husband's eyes. She walked towards the bathroom, followed the maid and began to perform the ritual of the bridal shower. Her body soaked in the water which made her relax. The nails on her fingers and toes were filed and greased with oil so that they were shiny. Her hair was washed with the scent of seven kinds of flowers. Until the very last moment, she received a treatment that only brides-to-be could get, vaginal fumigation.

Zhi He's face turned red as she sat on the fumigation furnace, as this meant tonight she would have sex with Dong Hua Dijun. Her thoughts drifted. She's getting excited.

When the maid washed her vagina with water of betel leaves as a final step, she looked at the stove, and saw a lot of mucus there.

"Is that bad?" She asked to the one of the maids.

"You must have been under a lot of stress lately. Luckily, you got this treatment quickly. You're ready to perfect your marriage now."

Zhi He's face turned even redder. She stepped into her wedding dress and the ladies-in-waiting helped her put on the wedding dress. She looked at herself in the mirror as the wedding dress fit with her body.

Especially, her head was decorated with a beautiful Tiara. It was very similar to the Jiheng's Tiara that she wore back then. She sat in front of the mirror with an increasingly pounding heart in waiting.