Think Happy

First day

Fengjiu woke up between two pillows. She was alone in the bed. The silky sheets were covering her naked body. She stretched her arms above her head and yawned. She felt sore everywhere. The muscles on her inner thighs were painful. Even when she learned horse back riding she didn't suffer this much. Memories from last night were invading her head. Flashes of accelerated breath sounds were making her heart beat raise. She closed her eyes shut and pulled the sheet over her head to try and contain them.

Did that really happened? Her body was shaken by shivers. She still felt Dijun's kisses on her back, her arms, the back of her legs and in between...She shook her head vigorously to disperse the memories. How will she face him today? Where was he by the way? She stand in her bottom with the sheet folded under her arms. She needed to get up and get dressed. She pulled herself towards the edge of the bed with the aid of her heels dragging the sheet with her. When she was on her feet she saw the bed was smudged with blood. She checked her hands and legs for cuts but there was nothing visible. Did she scratched Dijun last night by mistake? Was he hurt? What did she do? She has to find him, ask him and apologise.

She looked around the room for clothes. There was only the clothes from the night before. She couldn't possible wear that. Looking around she was wondering what was behind the golden doors. She opened one of them and saw a walk in closet with women clothes and shoes. Dijun made a closet for her!!! She pick a summer light-coloured purple dress and a dark purple pair of shoes beautifully decorated with pink flowers. She then headed to the bathroom to wash and get dressed. When she returned to the room she covered the bed with the sheet.

She opened the door and Cha Cha was waiting dutifully for her to come out.
-Good afternoon mistress!
-Good afternoon? What time is it?
-12.30.
-Wow! I can't believe I slept so much!
-Dijun has instructed us to let you sleep in.
-Where is he?
-He's waiting for you in the interior pavilion to have lunch. Please follow me.

She started walking behind the maid. After a few step she realised is a bit difficult to walk. Her legs were cramping and she felt more sore than when she woke up.
-Shall we walk a bit slower I want to see the palace.
-Please forgive me mistress I didn't realised.
They were walking side by side now, very slowly. Fengjiu was pretending to admire the scenery but in fact she could barely move. She also tried very hard to hide her facial expressions from the maid. Some conversation might take her mind away  from it so she asked her.

-Have you worked long for Dijun?
-No. Today is my first day.
-Have you worked as a maid before somewhere else?
-No. Actually I've been training all my life under the careful supervision of Zhong Li to be YOUR maid. My mother has been head maid for Dijun when he was still the emperor. When I was born 17,000 ago, Dijun came to visit my mother who was already retired and asked her if she will like her daughter to be the personal maid of his future wife. My mother was delighted by the honor Dijun has bestowed on her and she accepted it straight away. And here I am. Ready to serve you.

Fengjiu was impressed. Wow Dijun surely is a planner, she thought.
-Well I am sure we'll get along just fine. I am not very demanding by the way and I like things as simple as possible. Keep that in mind and everything will be just fine.
-Yes mistress. And she bowed her head.
-By the way do you know who cleans Dijun's room?
-The cleaning maids under the supervision of Zhong Li.
-Zhong Li?
-Yes mistress.
-I need to ask you for a favour. Don't let him go in there. Tell him I said that you will supervise the cleaning. You know...the sheets...are stained. I don't want him to see that.
Cha Cha put her head down coyly.
-Don't worry mistress I'll take care of it as soon as I escort you to the pavilion.
-Great. Thank you for this.
-No need to thank me. I am at your service.

Shortly after they reached the interior pavilion. It was beautifully decorated with portraits of ancient gods and goddess. In the middle there was a dinning table big enough to sit six people, but only 2 lunch sets. She knew Dijun had the reputation of a loner. Why would he have space for guests?