In a large throne room, a beautiful young woman of about 19 years of age is sitting on her throne. The throne was decorated and made up entirely of pure gold without even a speck of filth.
A dragon on one side, as well as a phoenix on the other side of the said chair, could be seen embedded into it.
The beautiful young woman is extremely beautiful, said to have no peers who can match her looks. Currently, the young woman wearing a long red gown has an icy look on her face as she stared down from her throne on her subjects.
The said subjects composed of men in their 60's while the youngest were in their 30's. Half of them were female who are on the right side, while the men were on the left side. It might just be because women are always right hence such an arrangement was made.
"Your majesty, you will be turning 20 soon, I believe that we should find a gentleman who can match you before it's too late."
An old man with a long white beard and a head full of grey hair spoke while cuffing his hands, not daring to look at the young woman above.
"A gentleman who can match me? Do you know who you are speaking to right now?"
The young woman who was obviously the ruler of the nation replied coldly with an even icier expression.
"Of course I do, your majesty. From a very young age, you have been blessed with great talents and have now become a world-renown cultivator. Even my words from before are quite hard to swallow even for me who had said them." the old man said.
"To be able to find such a young man who is worthy of you could only be counted on one hand in this entire world!"
"It seems your flattery has improved over your long years of service. So now, tell me what you want to do about it?" he continued.
"Your majesty, I am thinking of holding a competition between young men between the ages of 20 and 25. It will be a competition of martial arts, as well as the four virtues in order to select a suitable husband for yourself, what do you think of my idea?" the old man suggested with his head down.
As soon as the old man spoke, everyone in the room felt a strange pulse of energy in the sky above them. From the ceiling that was over 5 meters high, a strange formation formed out of nowhere giving off extremely powerful pressure.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!"
From the formation, a loud scream could be heard.
Instantly, guards appeared inside the room while every one of the ministers released their auras and glared at the formation.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!"
A young man appeared from within the formation and came crashing down onto the ground below.
Bam! Crash!
A small dust storm kicked up as the young man landed. As the dust cleared, everyone saw a young man with long hair, dressed in blue and white.
The guards all pointed their spears towards the young man, creating a circular formation that would stop him from moving even an inch from his spot.
"Who are you?! How dare you barge into the throne room, do you know your crime?!"
The old man who had been speaking to the empress spoke as a sword appeared in his hand.
The young man lying on the ground with a strange-looking bag by his side slowly got up.
"Hmm? Where am I? I was just getting ready to film the play and then suddenly a blinding light appeared out of nowhere and caught me into it."
The young man had a voice that was somewhat high pitched. Not like a 13-year-old child, but still a little high pitched.
He wasn't ugly nor was he handsome. In fact, one could say that he was only above average at best, but his build seemed quite masculine while still staying thin.
The young man looked around to see himself being surrounded by dozens of guards pointing a spear at his face.
"Whoa, did the play start already? This wasn't part of the script, oh right my bag is it here?"
The young man spoke to himself as he turned around to grab his bag.
"Phew, looks like my backpack is alright, it seems like my phone and my laptop are fine too."
The old man who was ignored had a blue vein popping on his forehead as he shouted. "You! Don't ignore me, who the hell are you?"
"Ah? These spears look pretty realistic, props these days are pretty well made huh. Let me cup a feel of it."
"Hmm… strange it really does feel like a steel spear… And those people are giving me a grim look like I owe them money or something… That light too… it must be that… I got transported to another world?" the young man whispered inwardly.
"Damned brat, how dare you ignore the Prime Minister!"
A minister who was beside the old man shouted as he drew his saber and aimed at the young man.
"Stop!"
A feminine voice resounded loudly throughout the room. The minister stopped his saber right against the young man's neck before turning to face the voice.
"Damn, I almost lost my life as soon as I was transported, will I get a Goldfinger or something to compensate? I will right? Right?"
"That voice… It sounds soothing to my ears and attractive. I've never felt like this in my entire 20 years of life."
The young man turned to face the direction of the soothing voice that was like music to his ears. When the two young people looked at each other in the eyes, they both felt an electric shock at the same moment in time.
A strange current had struck their bodies making them feel numb as soon as they made eye contact. It was an unexplainable feeling that only the two of them had experienced.
The pair stared at each other for countless breaths of time, the young empress stood up on her feet from her throne.
After a while, the two overcame this feeling and returned to normal.
"I want him."
"Your majesty?"
"I want him!"
The young empress pointed her finger at the young man as she said that. The entire room was filled with silence.
No one could speak as a deadly silence filled the room.
"Your majesty? What do you mean?" the Prime Minister asked.
"I've decided Prime Minister, I want that man as my husband."
Pfft!
A figure in the back who had been sipping on a cup of tea suddenly spat out the contents.
"Your majesty? What do you mean? How did you come to that decision?" the young woman who was the same age as the empress asked.
"Xinyue, I've made my decision, please tell the ministers to leave immediately." the young empress replied.
The Prime Minister looked into the eyes of his master. The young woman before him showed eyes that were filled with an unyielding expression, he knew that once she had made up her mind, she would not change no matter what.
Knowing this, he could only sigh and hope that the new Fuma would be worthy of the empress.
"Um, excuse me." the young man voiced out.
"Yes? My dear husband?" the empress replied.
"Let me get this straight, you want me to be your husband?" he asked.
The empress nodded with a smile.
"What?! The empress smiled! It's the first time in my entire life seeing her smile!" one of the ministers shouted in surprise. The other ministers including the Prime Minister and the young woman called Xinyue all felt the same way.
"So um, what happens if I refuse?" the young man asked.
"What?! You want to refuse? How dare you!" the Prime Minister's expression changed as he glared at the young man.
"Your only choices are to accept and become her Fuma or die right here, right now." the Prime Minister continued. A sword appeared in his hand along with a flash of lightning that pointed at the young man's throat.
A bead of sweat dripped down the side of the young man's forehead. He began thinking to himself immediately.
"So I'll die if I don't agree huh, well I wasn't planning to refuse outright anyway. That strange connection and her voice make me feel kinda weird, I do want to find out more about it."
"Not only that, I can marry such a beautiful woman with my looks, isn't that great? I must've done some good deeds in my past life, the only thing is, I can't return to my own world which is bad, I haven't even repaid my parents yet for raising me…"
"I was just asking alright? No need to point your sword at me, I accept alright? You can move your sword away now."
"Good."
"Let us leave for today, we must prepare for the royal wedding as well as informing the entire world of the wedding. I know some of you may not agree with her decision, but as Prime Minister, I put my trust in our empress." the Prime Minister turned to face the other ministers.
When he finished, he turned around as every minister faced the empress and bowed.
"Your majesty, we will now leave for today. The preparations will be done." he said.
"Good, I will return to my room with my Fuma. Today's meeting ends here."
The ministers waited for the empress to stand up and start to leave. The guards who had their spears pointed at the young man had long disappeared like phantoms as if they were never there in the first place.
The young man grabbed his bag and followed behind the young empress. Behind her, is the young woman of the same age who appeared to be her maid walking.
The young man didn't say anything as he followed behind and looked around. The scenery, as well as the palace grounds, were just as he imagined from reading novels and watching drama.
With floating rocks and a waterfall flowing down, strange birds and fish that aren't on Earth, as well as various plants filled the entire palace.
After a while, the three of them arrived at a large residence. It was apparent that the residence belonged to the young empress.
The maid bowed, "Your majesty, I will return to my room." before leaving silently. The young maid was also a beauty despite not being on the empress' level. If this were Earth, she would be on the same level as celebrities and models.
The empress opened the door and entered as her long gown dragged along the ground. The young man followed her inside and stood in a single spot as the empress closed her door.
She walked by and sat down on her large bed. Looking at the young man, she opened her small mouth to talk.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Dong Yi, Wu Dong Yi. I'm 20 years old, turning 21 in a few months." Wu Yi Dong answered.
"I see, so you are older than me. I am Bing Yi Jian." the empress said.
Wu Dong Yi nodded.
Bing Yi Jian locked her eyes onto his backpack. "What is that strange-looking sack?"
"Ah this? This is called a backpack, it can be worn on your back like this." Wu Dong Yi demonstrated as he answered her question.
"Interesting, where did you get it from? Why did you suddenly appear in the throne room?" she asked.
"Well… you may not believe me but, I came from another world. I was just doing some things with my friends before a blinding light came out of nowhere, then I was suddenly thrown into the throne room and you know the rest."
"..."
"..."
"Another world exists? I see."
"You don't seem to doubt my words." Wu Dong Yi said as he noticed the look in her eyes that seemed to believe his every word.
"That would explain your strange 'backpack' and how you suddenly appeared without notice until the very last moment. I can tell you aren't lying from the look in your eyes, besides, you are my husband."
"That…"
"Your husband huh.."
Wu Dong Yi then began to take off the wig he was wearing, revealing his short hair that was common back on Earth. He also took off his clothes, revealing a plain t-shirt as well as jeans and socks underneath his clothes.
Watching him take his clothes off, Bing Yi Jian was shocked when he revealed his short hair, and became even more surprised when she saw his strange clothing that she had never seen nor heard of before in her life.
"Is that how the people of your world dress? Short hair?" she asked him.
Wu Dong Yi shook his head, "No only men have short hair, though some of them like to keep it long. Some women do keep their hair short like men, while some have it at shoulder length."
"I see. Well, it's time for my bath." Bing Yi Jian said as she stood up from her bed.
"Okay, tell me when you're done." Wu Dong Yi nodded.
"What do you mean?" she asked with a puzzled expression.
"No that's what I should be asking you, what do YOU mean?" Wu Dong Yi asked back with the same puzzled expression.
"You're coming in with me." she said bluntly.
"What?"
"You're coming in with me."
"..."
"..."
"Fine." he gave up as she stared at him.
Suddenly, a silhouette could be seen from outside the door. A knocking sound was heard, "Come in." Bing Yi Jian spoke.
The door opened, the empress' maid entered the room and walked up beside the empress and started undressing her right there.
"Huh, you're undressing right here?" Wu Dong Yi asked.
"Of course, what else could I be doing?" the maid replied.
"..."
"I forgot, some people during the ancient times didn't dress or undress by themselves… she won't try to help me undress now, will she? Better get it down myself before it happens." he thought.
Wu Dong Yi quickly began undressing and revealed his toned body underneath the loose clothing that he wore normally.
Of course, the maid had noticed his strange clothes and hairstyle but didn't comment on it since it didn't concern her.
Wu Dong Yi wasn't tall or short, standing at 6 feet tall and weighing roughly 75kg. He worked out daily and had a balanced diet. Being in his second year of college, he was also part of the Ancient China Appreciation committee.
After undressing down to his boxers, he looked at his soon-to-be wife's naked body for a brief moment before he stared at the maid to await instructions.