"Aren't you going to take that off?" Bing Yi Jian asked.
"Uh, yea… later." Wu Dong Yi replied.
"Okay, let's go then." she nodded.
Bing Yi Jian then headed to the bath along with her maid. Wu Dong Yi followed them and arrived at the bath after walking for a minute. "This place is large, as expected of the palace, it took an entire minute of walking just to arrive at the bath from the bedroom." he thought.
Bing Yi Jian got into the bath filled with aromatic petals from flowers that Wu Dong Yi had never seen before. All he knew was that they smelt nice.
The maid stood by the door without moving an inch, while Bing Yi Jian started moving around in the bath to wash herself.
Wu Dong Yi turned around and slowly took off his boxers before stepping foot into the bath. He tried his best to hide his manhood as best as he could, making a loud 'splash' sound in the bath.
He sat down and submerged himself in the bathwater that went up to his chest and enjoyed the feeling. The temperature was just right, to his liking. It was as if the bath was made just for him to enjoy.
"Is the temperature to your liking?" Bing Yi Jian spoke as she washed her exquisite arm in front of him.
Wu Dong Yi nodded, "It's perfect."
"You don't seem to be embarrassed about seeing a nude woman, are you used to the sight?" she asked.
"No, I haven't seen any nude females besides in books. Despite my poker face, I'm actually a little embarrassed," he replied.
Bing Yi Jian didn't say anything as she continued washing herself. Wu Dong Yi did the same. After ten minutes, he decided that it was enough and begun standing up. The sound of water sloshed off his toned body as he stood up.
"Don't go out yet." Bing Yi Jian said.
Hearing that, he sat back down without asking why. He knew that she had a reason for saying so, so he did what she asked.
She then clapped her hands as her maid brought over two cups of a strange white liquid. Holding it in his hand, he smelt it.
"Smells a bit like milk, but it doesn't seem to be milk, I wonder what it is?" he thought as he had a sip.
His eyes widened as he took a small sip of the drink in his hand. His tongue felt a tinge of bitterness that suddenly became sweet and pleasant. He could tell that it was a kind of alcoholic drink after that single sip.
"It's good, isn't it? This is something I enjoy every day after my bath, from now on, you will also be able to enjoy it." Bing Yi Jian spoke.
Wu Dong Yi looked at her and nodded before taking another sip. When he finished, he stood up and revealed his manhood slightly before turning around.
"Oh crap, there aren't any towels to wipe myself with." he thought.
As if she could read his mind, the empress' maid brought over a towel and held it in front of him.
"Thanks," he said as he took it and wrapped it around his waist before walking out to dry himself. He only had a single pair of boxers and clothes, now that they are dirty, he had nothing to wear.
"Attend to him." Bing Yi Jian said.
The maid bowed and headed outside before coming back with both a set of male and female clothes.
"I can dress myself," he told her. The maid looked at the empress.
"Let him do as he wishes," she replied.
He then wore the new set of clothes and went outside. Since he couldn't reveal that he had short hair, he cleaned his wig before wearing it back on his head.
"Who knows how long it'll take my hair to grow long enough to match the people of this world." he thought.
He then began contemplating while waiting outside the bath. Sitting down on the wooden fence, he placed both his legs on it and leaned against the pillar while looking at the moon.
"The people of this world, they are cultivators from what I saw before. A sword suddenly appeared in the old man's hands out of nowhere, while the guards who had their spears pointing at me disappeared in a flash."
"I wonder if I who comes from another world will be able to cultivate. Even if my talent isn't good, hopefully, I can cultivate enough to be able to fly."
He then imagined himself standing on a flying sword of his own and pointing a finger forward as thousands of swords created a storm and headed in a single direction.
As he was in the midst of his delusions, he could hear the door being open. He glanced in the direction, to see Bing Yi Jian all dressed up with her hair still wet, while the maid was standing beside her.
He got off his position and walked behind his soon-to-be wife and followed her back to her room. Correction, their room.
When they arrived, the maid excused herself and headed back to her own room. It wasn't too dark yet, and he wasn't hungry either. There was still some time before dinner. He found a spot to sit by the table and sat there without saying anything.
Bing Yi Jian glanced at him while on her bed. Her long red gown had been changed into a white one with blue lining. It matched his cosplay clothing which would show that they were a pair if he had been wearing it.
His current clothes were of a different color. They were red from head to toe without any specific designs, it was as simple as could be.
Bing Yi Jian got off her bed and sat down at the table across from him. The table wasn't big and only fit four people at once. Since the empress wouldn't take guests in her own room, there wasn't a need to have a large table.
Wu Dong Yi looked at her face. The only word he could use to describe her was 'beautiful', he used to think that the authors of novels were exaggerating the beauty of their characters. It seems that such beauty could actually exist, even if it were another world different from his own.
He admired her beauty for a while, she didn't move or change her expression and simply let him stare at her face.
After a while, he stopped looking at her.
"Am I beautiful?" she asked him.
"Beautiful," he replied.
"I see."
He had no other words to describe her, after all, he wasn't a novel writer nor studied literature. Her looks were greater than even those celebrities that use makeup and even the ones that have plastic surgery.
In a world such as this without any technological advancement, it was impossible for plastic surgery to exist, in fact, plastic most likely wouldn't even exist.
"Is there anything you could say are your hobbies?" she asked him.
"I do like reading, exercising and playing instruments," he replied.
"Oh? You must be very knowledgeable then, what instruments can you play?"
"Many, though most of them don't exist in this world. I can play the guqin, erhu, and the flute," he said.
"Oh? Then try playing for a bit." Bing Yi Jian said. She moved her hand as a flute suddenly appeared in her hand. She passed it to Wu Dong Yi, it was made entirely out of bamboo and green in color.
"This flute seems to be high quality." he thought.
Holding it, he placed it beside his mouth and placed his fingers around the holes and began playing. Instantly, he was familiar with the flute as he played a tune he knew. The tune is called, 'Chatting with an old friend by the window'.
He played it entirely which lasted about five minutes before putting the flute down. When he opened his eyes, he could see that Bing Yi Jian had opened her eyes at the same time that he had.
"You are quite good, feel free to play any time you want. Everything in this kingdom belongs to you now after all. Everything including me." Bing Yi Jian told him.
Wu Dong Yi nodded. He then played another tune. When he finished, the empress' maid knocked on the door. Looking outside, he could see a tray in her hands, he opened the door and took a few plates off before placing them on the table without letting her say anything.
"There should be more right? I'm helping too," he told her. Bing Yi Jian nodded, the maid had no choice but to allow him to help her bring in the rest of the food.
…
In the kitchen, the chef saw Wu Dong Yi following behind the maid. Since an announcement wasn't made, of course, they didn't know that he would be their empress' husband.
He went in and took some plates that were on the table and walked out as he waited for the maid whose full name he didn't know. He only knew that his wife called her Xinyue.
He walked back to the room after a few minutes and placed them on the table. The maid bowed and headed out as Wu Dong Yi sat down in his seat.
Picking up the chopsticks and his bowl of rice, he waited for Bing Yi Jian to start before he did.
"Please," she told him.
Since she had said so, he didn't refute and picked up a piece of meat. Just from picking it up, he could tell that it was incredibly juicy and unlike anything he has ever had in his life.
"Must be some sort of magical beast meat." he thought.
He placed it in his mouth which instantly melted inside. He enjoyed it as he added some rice and chewed.
"How is it, does it suit your tastes?" Bing Yi Jian asked.
He nodded, "It's good." he replied.
"I see, let's eat then."
The two of them then ate their dinner. On the table, there was a large tub filled with rice for refills, while the entire table was filled with various dishes of all kinds. Wu Dong Yi had always been a little bit of a big eater, surprisingly, Bing Yi Jian ate as much as he did which surprised him.
When he looked at her, her face became slightly red for the first time. "It seems she can be embarrassed huh." he thought.
After dinner, he took all of the dishes back to the kitchen before heading back to his room. Some eunuchs had seen him come and go as well as some soldiers, fortunately, there were none surrounding the empress' room else they might execute him on the spot for trespassing without asking.
When he arrived back in his room, Bing Yi Jian was reading off some scrolls. Seeing that, he didn't disturb her and took the flute outside and started playing by the bath.
As dusk fell and the sun had long gone down, he looked at the moon while thinking about his family. While he was thinking, he heard footsteps and turned to see Bing Yi Jian.
He got off and placed the flute into his belt and followed her back to her room without a word. By the door, they entered the room as Wu Dong Yi closed the door quietly.