Thanshu Wei Wu Hao (Wen Yan)

The path to the residence passed through the market. The man's gaze fell on a stubborn horse that reminded him of his wife. The young girl, offended during the first night, like this mare, was trying to kick and bite.

He smiled, watching as the young man, obviously an assistant of the merchant, tried to cope with the animal and gave the order to buy a gift, knowing that she would simply not be allowed to not meet her husband.

Having arrived at the entrance to the palace, he immediately found his wife in the crowd of people and, out of indignation, cursed out loud. She dressed in a way that even the most dissolute dancers did not allow themselves. Getting out of the carriage, and not paying attention to the others, the man walked up with wide strides and, taking off his cape, threw it over her thin shoulders, cursing quietly.

— Abha, what are you allowing yourself? How long will you continue to disgrace me?

Thanshu Malati (Abha)

Ever since she came to these parts, life has become one big disappointment. She didn't like everything. The customs, the food, the clothes - everything was wrong. Why put on so many unnecessary rags. And ugly ones too! And on top of all that, there was her husband. The man was, of course, handsome, but... he never consulted her. He only presented her with the fact that it would be this way and that way, and she knew nothing at all about the affairs of the order. As if she were not a wife, but a servant.

Marital duties are generally some kind of nightmare! Anxiously awaiting her first wedding night, she experienced nothing but disappointment as a result. It was painful and humiliating. Screaming from the penetration, she tried to push him away, then hit him, but the forces were not equal. Having lost the ability to resist, she swore, but it was all in vain; her husband did not stop until he had done everything he wanted with her body. 

Abha winced and threw the outfit that had been brought to her aside in irritation. Enough. From now on, she would do what she thought was right. And it will start with clothing. Opening the closet, she took out the outfits she had brought with her. A pile of bright, multi-colored, translucent clothes fell at her feet. Grinning maliciously, she chose a bright blue suit, which she complemented with numerous decorations. She spent a little longer choosing a belt, finally settling on gold chains that were attached to an earring in her belly button. Now she could meet her husband. Along the way, she caught the admiring glances of the adepts. And she drove away the few men who tried to stop her. And they obeyed!

The husband, getting out of the carriage, went straight to her. The girl smiled contentedly - how simple it all was. Now my husband will be like silk.. But contrary to expectations, instead of greeting her, he wrapped her in another rag.

— I will not dress up like a scarecrow anymore! If you want, wear it yourself! — She pulled off the cape and threw it in Wu Hao's face.

Thanshu Ai Min (Lu Li)

All the way home, with these long stops in cities and settlements, she hid from everyone. Remembering all the injustices that happened to her and offended by everyone. This Thanshu Guan Ming! Of course, he is the son of the head, but does this give him the right to treat her like that? And even her uncle, always gentle and kind, yelled at her as if she were an enemy. Maybe they were given something to drink in this Citadel? Thinking about this question, she did not notice that they had finally arrived. Stepping onto the square, the girl, tired after a long trip and all the worries, found the head Thanshu with her gaze and, gasping, covered her face with her hands. The scene that played out was shocking. But she immediately removed her hands, wanting to know what would happen next. This lady Thanshu is digging a hole for herself. No, this is not the kind of wife Thanshu Wei Wu Hao needs.

Cutting off her thought, she carefully began to make her way closer so as not to miss anything.

Thanshu Guang Ming(Li Lei)

Already approaching, the young man realized that something was going to happen. Lady Thanshu clearly stood out from all the others. The blue color of her outfit, looking motley among the burgundy colors of the order, and the bare stomach that she put on display for everyone, obviously would not please his father. Jumping off his horse, he followed the man and widened his eyes when the lady, in front of everyone, took off her festive attire from her shoulders and threw it in the face of the head of the order.

Fleetingly putting himself in his father's place, he was horrified by the punishment that could follow for such a thing. Few people are allowed to touch the distinctive attire of the head of the order even with their hands, not to mention throwing it, and especially in the face of the wearer. If someone wanted to leave this life early, this would be the easiest way.

The young man bent down and, picking up the richly decorated fabric, respectfully stepped back. It was impossible to offer such clothes, but he didn’t know what to do with them next, so he remained standing, watching what would happen.

Thanshu Wei Wu Hao (Wen Yan)

The man, who did not expect this, literally felt his own blood turn into flame and radiate heat. His wife, who he got with a good deal, does not understand what she is doing at all. Putting on blue and meeting her husband almost naked on the square is an incomprehensible act. And the fact that she took off her cape and threw it, this is completely beyond any framework.

Understanding the difference in strength, he stopped his hand only at the very face, the blow was not strong, but the girl fell off her feet. He picked her up and dragged her along, not caring whether she could keep up with him and not listening to her speech. He does not say anything, Wei Wu Hao simply does not see the point in trying to explain anything to someone who does not plan to get used to the role of his wife. Someone who has absolutely no idea what a privilege she has been given.

Reaching the room, he entered and closed the door behind him, sitting her down on the bed. He stepped back to give himself a chance to catch his breath, then looked at his wife.

— Do you realize that you are disgracing me? Do you realize that my wife cannot behave inappropriately? Do you even understand what a privilege you have received by becoming my wife? You are a scarecrow in these rags of yours that even the most dissolute girl would not put on herself, — he looked menacingly into bright blue eyes, — take them off!

Thanshu Malati (Abha)

Shocked by what was happening, she tried to pull her hand away the whole way and showered her husband with insults, but it was no use. Her hand felt like it was in a trap, and Wu Hao simply didn’t listen to her. Once in the room, she obediently sat down. Why didn’t everything go according to her plan? He was a man. Isn't she tempting enough? Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t really listen to the words, hearing only the last one.

So that’s it. This male is simply mad with passion. Well, the girl stood up and, making a disgusted face, sang in a tender voice:

— As if that weren't enough. After what you did in the square? I put on one of the most beautiful outfits for you, and you... How dare you hit me? I’m not your thing and not your servant. You should thank the gods every day that my father allowed you to marry me. I'm waiting for an apology and maybe if you're convincing enough, I'll forgive you.

Thanshu Wei Wu Hao (Wen Yan)

He couldn't calm down, his wife's mouth, like a leaky garbage can, poured out everything that was inside, and the man understood the depth of the problem. Having decided to put everything in its place once and for all, he took a stone from his sleeve, slightly larger than a large fingernail, and brought it to his wife's eyes.

— You are worth no more than this stone! You are nobody and nothing! It was not your father who did me a favor, but I wanted to decorate this palace with you, like a tapestry. So you are nothing, just a decoration in this house. And if you want to become something more, you will have to try and accept that your existence here is a solid duty, — he approached a pile of colored rags and kicked his foot towards the girl, — this trash has no place in the palace, the servants will clean up. You have no right to wear anything except clan clothes. Your duty is to look and behave appropriately, you cannot have anything of your own, you are part of this clan and order. I will send you a teacher today, he will teach you what you need to know. Until I receive a report that you are ready, you have no right to leave this room.

He lifted the girl by the hand, tore the fabric from her slender body, leaving only the jewelry, led her to the wardrobe and, letting go, ordered menacingly:

— Get dressed!

Thanshu Malati (Abha)

Almost choking with indignation, she stamped her foot.

— So that's how it is? I wanted to be a good wife to you, but is that possible? I wanted to please you, but how can I guess what an ill-mannered and uneducated boor might like? I'm here alone and without protection. But don't think that I will love and respect a weakling who chooses as his opponent someone who is easy to deal with. I was told that you are the most worthy of husbands in the Shanlu. I'm afraid to even imagine what the rest are like then... although, maybe the point is that not a single woman in these lands agrees to share a bed and roof with you. So you deceived my father and begged for me?

Having gone through several outfits, she got distracted. Still, to be honest, although the cut was terrible, the quality was top notch. She could not help but admit this. She looked into her husband's blazing eyes.

— Well, why are you standing there? Help me. I don't know what to choose from this and how to wear it.

Thanshu Wei Wu Hao (Wen Yan)

The woman's words flowed, but Wu Hao did not want to hear anything from someone who was not worthy of even standing next to him. Looked at his hand. Once again, the butterfly in his palm reminded him of itself. Why is she so persistent?

The man clenched his fist, driving away the memory that was trying to return. He looked out the window, then at the girl. Perhaps the youth of the heir of Shoe and his wife awakens something that Wen Yan has hidden very deeply.

A freedom-loving butterfly. It was her beauty that was once associated with freedom. Free and impeccably beautiful.

No. There is no freedom and cannot be. He has an order, for the sake of whose prosperity he lives. There is the Shanlu, which depends on his wisdom and determination. There is no freedom here, and there is no personal.

He shook his head, driving away the thought, and looked at his wife, who, it seemed, was not even going to get dressed.

— It will be easier for you if you understand that you, as a person, ceased to exist as soon as you crossed the threshold of this house. You are the lady of Thanshu, and you will either understand and accept this, or die without having achieved anything in life, — having given advice, the man left the room, ordering to find a teacher and servants in the lady's chambers. Of course, he did not count on the girl's obedience, and a couple of adepts were assigned as shepherds.

Thanshu Malati (Abha)

The man seemed not to hear her. Having delivered another stupid tirade, he left the room as if nothing had happened. And what should she do now? Without getting dressed, she fell on the bed and closed her eyes. Replaying the recent events in her mind, she clenched her fists. Was he threatening to kill her? No way. No matter what this pompous turkey thought of himself, victory would still be hers. She would make him fulfill all her desires. You just have to act more cunningly. It was not for nothing that the teachers at home always praised her intelligence. Having come to this thought, Malati smiled and, curling up, climbed under the blanket. There was no point in sitting locked up. So she needed to break free as soon as possible. Well, let him think he had won for now. She would be obedient, the way he wanted, she would have to endure a little, but then it would be her turn to triumph. Her imagination threw her pictures one after another, where her husband, submissive as a dog, fulfilled all her desires. Dreaming about the future, the girl fell asleep.