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Wang Fei of the Feng Estate

She was taken to her courtyard as she couldn't help but gasp as she was met with a beautiful orchard filled with cherry blossom tress fully bloomed, she couldn't help but smile at the beautiful scene, it wasn't even the season of cherry blossoms yet, the summer had been dragging on slowly and it was getting closer and closer to autumn, she deviated from the path an approached the first tree. She couldn't help but be reminded by her old life, she hummed to herself as she began to waltz, flowing gracefully between the tress as her dress joined her to dance in the wind.

Her servants watched slightly dazzled, Wang Fei was actually dancing in her courtyard! the blossoms fell decorating the air around hair making the scene seem more enchanting that it should've been, in her last life she had never managed to appreciate such a spectacle but now she could. She could feel her emotions swell dangerously so she stopped dancing, she instead calmed her heart before turning back to her entourage and bowed in apology, the head maid bowed back and kept walking briskly, she felt a little bit appeased at this new Wang Fei, but how could she lose herself like that? If she went to another fu then wouldn't she be the laughing stock of all the princesses?

She had already decided to arranged a few extra lessons along with the basics that Wang ye had informed her about, the group came up to a rather large building that seemed elegant and calm, she heard running water and made her way to the back of the house which had a porch that opened up to a wide are with a running stream and beyond that a little further there was a practice field. At this point all second thoughts that may have lingered in her heart after the long journey was quickly wiped away and oddly enough she wanted to be the perfect little wife.

She inhaled her smile getting wider and the first thing she did was check out her little house, first she was met with a beautiful front room for her to receive guests with a beautiful throne that seemed on a pedestal, she was just like a Queen.

She walked up to the chair, her fingers trailing along the soft fabric and beautiful gold that seemed cold against her warm skin. She sat down on it and the people around her couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by the scene.

"Do you see me on the throne?" She asked the snake that slithered its way up her arm.

[ It's not surprising you look like a Queen, a woman chosen by my master to carry on his legacy is naturally nothing less than a Queen ]

She couldn't help but feel slightly confused, what legacy?

"Nagini what are you talking about?" She asked wanting to know more, that foreigner had only given her the snake and the beast mastery book, was there something else up his sleeves?

"Wang fei please it is time to prepare."

She looked towards a young girl who was neatly dressed, she held an odd cloth that seemed to be for her hygiene routine, Liu Lian didn't ask Nagini anymore and instead followed the little girl to her lard bedroom that had a really comfortable bed that she couldn't help but sit in bouncing a little.

The day passed quickly with her make up and clothes that were oddly heavy, she couldn't believe that she was going to meet her in-laws.

She silently wondered what cliche stereotype she would meet, the reluctant grandmother? The doting King that indulges in favourites causing hostile emotions I rise in the harem? Which butterflies will try to get near her flower today? The girl with an older brother complex?

Her curiosity peaked and she hadn't noticed she was dressed in black and gold, she nodded in approval when she noticed it, good job Mr husband you did your homework well!

"This prince's wife happens to be the most beautiful tonight." Her thoughts were interrupted by the man leaning on her doorway dressed in matching black and gold clothes that she actually really liked.

"Wang ye must be joking, I am just a woman with nothing going for her." To him her way of saying certain things was really odd to him but he would just learn as they go along.

"Yes but," he held her hand bringing her closer to him, "You're my woman."

There seemed to be a spark, they both stared into each other's eyes and the servant girls bowed hoping to hide their presence, "Wang ye..." he pulled closer to her leaning in for a kiss.

"I need to pee."