"I can't wait to see you in these hanfus ". Kun shrieks admiring the Hanfus hung up all over the room "Please be quite I already have a headache because of you"!! 

The door creaked open and  the young maid walks in carrying the last two dresses. "Careful to close the door properly we don't want anyone to see Meili like this"! I'm wearing a thin almost see through robe so I  can easily change. 

"Don't be so harsh on her Kun" I tells her as the maid that I now knows as Youya. Youya brings the two dresses from the wardrobe and dress places them carefully there. You can tell by looking that there heavier than Youya, with just a glance. "Bring those two over Youya" She nods and brings them over.

The first one is a deep red hanfu with black tints made from a rich silk.  The skirt come just under my chest. It has long and flowy sleeves similar to the skirt. It's has to be the most expensive and beautiful hanfu I have ever had the honour to have worn. As the jewellery was on I thought I would collapse under the weight of it. But yet I still knew that this hanfu was the one, the one I will wear for on wedding day. 

"This is it, the one" I tell them as look at myself in the full length mirror. "The first one you try on is the first one is the is the one you go for"? Sarcasm dripping from her words.  "I can't tell if this laziness or you just fell in love" I turn "This, this is love Kun something you might know". "Love of how you look or of your future husband?" She asks sarcastically.  Although said sarcastically if made me freeze. I really didn't want to marry him. I like the idea of getting married, just not to him. All of a sudden I didn't like this hanfu as much as  I did a minute ago. 

"Is there something wrong Empress?, We can alter it you don't like something".  The smile had left my face "No, the Hanfu is beautiful ". Youya has a puzzled look on her face"Then what's bothering you Empress?". I look to Youya sorrowful "Nothing you are capable of fixing" This day which is meant to be enjoyed has suddenly came crashing down upon me, with the reality of my wedding.