"The Tung Shing(1) and Suan Ming(2) are perfect, we can't let it slip by and wait another half a year..." Duke Qiu spoke to the elders of his clan, he had held a meeting at his manor...
"Indeed, with the betrothal gifts already received by us, we should let them get married quickly..." An Elder by the name of Qiu Song, supported the Patriarch's decision.
"We have already prepared his red dress, the clansmen are eager to participate in this historical event." Another said, he had several scars on his face and looked as though if he was a villain, but don't judge someone by the appearance so quickly!
This man is Duke Qiu's closest friend, even closer than the Wu Patriarch!
However, just as all the elders agreed on the decision, some of the elites scoffed.
"What? You have something to say?" Duke Qiu asked them, his steely gaze piercing through their tough acts.
He was waiting for the opposition to argue, it was led by his brother who was thankfully arrested and imprisoned for attempted murder on Xieren, when he was still a little babe, making all sorts of weird noises.
"Lord Patriarch, you need to consider the feelings of the populace! We are in a civil war against the Imperial family and you want to hold a wedding in the midst of it? It is simply mocking the situation at hand!" The lead opposition elder spoke, his powerful and charismatic voice shook the minds of the elders that supported the Patriarch...
"Mocking the situation huh? I did consider the feelings of the populace, holding this wedding would mean to give our people breathing space, something they could enjoy and be more carefree with everything that is happening. So, perhaps you need to consider your view on things before coming into such pessimistic conclusions!" Qui Chen retorted almost immediately.
"Lord Pa-"
"Enough! End of discussion, this meeting will be concluded and everything will go according to plan!" He said before standing up from his chair to leave the hall.
"You can't do this, Lord Patriarch!" Incoherent shouts from the opposition took over the silent hall much to the Duke's displeasure.
"Silence, you muppets!" Duke Qiu roared in fury, whoever was within five meters felt their ears ringing!
"Am I the Patriarch, or is it you?" He asked them before anyone could open their mouths.
"It is you, Lord Chen..." A few dared to answer.
"Then act like it!" He slammed his fist on the oakwood table that broke in half under the pressure as Qiu Chen left the hall in a fit of anger.
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"Your highness, the army has been immobilised, They can are no longer capable of functioning properly!" Tang Fan was informed.
"What?! How the hell did that happen?" He demanded an answer.
"All armouries have been destroyed rendering the logistics to come to a halt. While in some battalions, Generals have considered releasing soldiers off duty..." Pixiu answered, it was short and precisely to the point.
Tang Fan stood up in shock, he felt as if his whole world crumbled before him, a feeling of hopelessness overtook his thoughts.
"What about the clan members I sent?!" He asked Pixiu desperately, his gut feeling told him something was wrong...
"All dead, Your highness..." Pixiu reported.
Tang Fan's eyes dulled, he felt his legs give up on him and fell back onto the celestial throne with one hand on his forehead, he was coming up with a plan to counter the losses...
"Do we know who the culprits are?" The emperor asked, his eyes glinting maniacally.
"No" Pixiu shook his head sideways, his stoic appearance unchanging, even with the changing emotions in the eyes of his emperor.
"ARGH!!" Tang Fan screamed, he was so full of rage that his hands were on his head, 'It has to be that blasted clan of whores and bastards!' He told himself.
"Mobilise the clan then! We will attack those Qiu bastards!" The emperor hollered at Pixiu.
"At once!" Tang Yin kneeled, he glanced at the Emperor with shocking disdain!
'What a fool...' He thought to himself, leaving the Emperor alone once again.
"We'll give them three days to prepare!" Tang Fan suggested, he was speaking to himself and laughed.
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"To think that you would get married..." Akagi's younger sisters whom she loved dearly, all gathered around her, in her chambers.
"How is the man, big sis?" The youngest asked Akagi curiously.
"He... I think he stole my heart..." Akagi spoke softly, her hands going to where her chest was and embraced a silk handkerchief lovingly.
Her sisters squealed happily and hugged her all at once.
"We are so happy for you big sis!" They giggled at Akagi who smiled at her little sisters.
'They have grown up...' She said, glancing at their chests and then at her own pair, feeling a little smug about herself in the process...
"Ugh... there she goes again..." The older of the younger sisters complained, she knew that her sister's body was perfect and was envious of the stares given her way by the guards and some old fogeys, no wait forget about those creepy skeletons...
"Mistress, your dress has arrived..." Akagi's maid's voice came over from the outside.
"You may enter" Akagi ordered her.
The doors slid open, several maids and guards trotted inside respectfully, with them came the dressmakers, carefully conveying the red Hanfu(3) over to her chambers.
The long dress, sewn with thread spun from most expensive of silk, pearls, gold and jewels, ornately decorated into the dress, further enhancing the grandiosity...
Akagi gazed at the dress excitedly, she would be one step closer to being able to be with the man she will truly give her all for.
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"Now listen, I understand that everyone is excited, but please... leave me alone" Xieren groaned, firstly, several relatives of his came over and dragged him around, explaining the things he should be doing and not be doing.
Then, his own father had bonked on him on the head for not listening to the etiquettes he should follow during the wedding.
And now, Mei had been the one to bring in his dress along with a few others, disrobing him to fit on his dress, it troubled him more than ever.
The feeling of weakness when they would have remind him to stay awake and move around to tighten or loosen the clothing...
"It's perfect, Young Lord!" Mei's eyes glinted, she had been leering at him for the past couple of hours, especially when he was disrobed...
"You may leave now" He uttered in annoyance, the day had been suffocating, atleast now he would have some breathing space once he is to be left alone.
The maids could not disobey, and left unwillingly. Xieren sighed and took off the remaining pieces of clothing off of his chiseled body and walked over to his bed.
He found it unnecessary to be alert inside his own manor, which had been protected by a barrier powered by his Qi.
"Young Lord..."
Xieren yelped, falling on his bed and turning around to glare at Mei.
"Mei, didn't I tell you to leave?" He spoke in a quieted voice, still conveying how he felt, through his tone.
Mei sat on his lap, locking herself on him, her legs now in his back and holding her tightly on him.
"What are you doing?!" He scolded her, completely stupified by her lewd actions...
"Young Lord... it isn't fair... I have been with you my entire life and you throw me away for some other woman?" Mei expressed her sorrow, her eyes tearing up at the memory of Akagi touching her lips on his cheek.
She then proceeded to grind herself on him, generating grunts and heavy gasps from the man, he grit his teeth and closed his eyes feeling powerless under her ministrations.
"Mei... stop..." He spoke through groans, looking feverishly at her.
"No! ...why can't you show me your love?" She said, enjoying the divine sensation on her crotch and bit her lip to contain the moans that tried to escape...
"...troublesome woman..." Xieren leaned towards her pristine white neck, his lips moved along it, using his tongue to send pulses of electric down her spine as she held him tighter.
His hands snaked through her military like clothing, cupping her bountiful twin jade peaks and feeling her two red buttons...
"Y-Young Lord..." Mei whimpered, strands of her midnight black hair had stuck onto her skin, she was sweating in anticipation, feeling butterflies in her stomach.
She suddenly gasped, feeling her Lord's hand move downwards, stroking her inner thighs and teasing her hidden valley...
"Mmph!!" Mei's brain overloaded, with intense pleasure surging through her body, she quivered in rapture, her eyes had gone to the back of her head, a thin strand of salive leaking down her small mouth, as she collapsed on him similar to a puppet with it's strings cut off...
"...What have I done?" Xieren sighed, helping the girl rest on his bed as he walked away, entering the bath to clean himself...
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(1): Tung Shing is Chinese astrology, where the person checks for auspicious days for a "good" wedding and to avoid bad days. This was done in the ancient times.
(2): Suan Ming is Chinese fortune telling, matching the birth records of both spouses and doing some calculations. This too was done in the ancient times, however, maybe among the rich, they probably follow through these methods...
PS: If you are Chinese, please do correct me, I found these through the research I did :)