by Kedriaa
Disclaimer: GW characters do not belong to me. No monetary profit gained through this venture - just an ample amount of self- satisfaction and self-indulgence.
<"..."> spoken in Cantonese
They say time flies when you're having fun, but in Wu Fei's case, it was more akin to time flies when you're dreading the approach of an unwelcome event. Two months were over before he could cry 'injustice' and all the residents of the Chang mansion were now giddy with excitement and anticipation of his impending wedding.
Well, almost all.
On the eve of his wedding, Wu Fei was found on the rooftop of the stables stargazing. Kim Fei could easily guess why he had chosen the stables - it was the only place within the compound not bustling with last minute preparations.
Everyone was busy doing something; even Su Yin had participated, although, Wu Fei was sure that the reason behind her involvement was purely selfish. Su Yin would never pass up the opportunity to flaunt their wealth and standing and what better way than a wedding to show how well off you are. She had already missed out on hosting Kim Fei's wedding, as it was held in Peking, there was no way in hell she was going to miss out on Wu Fei's.
That, however, did not thrill Wu Fei in the least; neither did it please Hoi Yee or Pui San. Su Yin had the tendency to commandeer operations of this nature. Nevertheless, with a combination of guile and manipulation, and some help from General Chang, Hoi Yee and Pui San had managed to keep Su Yin from taking over. She was charged with the responsibility to the reception. She seemed happy enough with that - thank the gods.
<"Please tell me you're not here to get me back to the house,"> Wu Fei said as he sensed his brother's approach, <"If I have to do one more ritual...">
<"I'm not here to get you back to the house,"> Kim Fei chuckled, <"Here, I brought you your cloak, it's getting cold,">
<"Thanks,"> Wu Fei shrugged the cloak on and pulled it close around him, <"I hadn't notice.">
<"Wu,"> Kim Fei settled down beside his brother, <"Are you all right? I mean really? I know you've complained, protested, lashed out and cried about it, but I'm still worried about you. I heard that haven't been yourself since ... that day. And I've only been back less than a week and I agree as well.">
A small smile curled the corners Wu Fei's lips slightly, <"Thank you, Brother. But do not worry about me. I understand and acknowledge that things have changed a lot since that day, and it will never be the same again. I can't stop the events from unfolding, and although I have accepted it, it will take time for me to get used to it. I know I have been moping a lot lately and have been poor company but it'll pass. I promise you. I will not be defeated by this.">
<"Well, I'm glad to hear you say that. This is the Chang Wu Fei that I grew up with. For a moment then, I thought we had lost you to Father.">
<"I am my mother's son, Brother,"> Wu Fei mused, <"Headstrong, independent, outspoken and doesn't know when to quit. Huh! Sometimes I don't know if those are commendable or condemnable traits!">
<"Be it the former or latter, we wouldn't have you any other way.">
<"Thanks! I think.">
<"Any time. Well, I'm going to leave you to your stars. I think this is all my nerves can handle being so high up!">
<"You're afraid of heights?!"> Wu Fei asked incredulously, <"All these years and you never told me?">
<"I didn't even know I was afraid of heights! I have never had to climb up onto the roof to find you before today! Climbing up a ladder is not a problem, walking across a sloped surface in pitch black is a little unnerving. Unlike you, I'm no twinkle-toes. God forbid if I should put my foot through the roof!">
Wu Fei giggled, <"I'm sure the horses wouldn't appreciate tiles dropping on them,">
<"Who cares about the damned horses?"> Kim Fei snorted, <"I'm afraid of breaking my neck!">
<"Well, in that case, I'll help you down. You didn't have to come for me, not that I'm don't appreciate the gesture,"> Wu Fei extended his hand to his brother, <"C'mon, let's go.">
After descending from the rooftop the boys walked silently back to the mansion. The noise from the preparations was enough to wake the dead - they didn't feel the need to add to it.
<"There you are!">
Wu Fei cringed and tried to hide behind his brother.
<"Don't you dare hide, young man!"> Pui San stalked up to him, <"This is your wedding and there are certain protocols to follow and rituals to execute.">
Wu Fei looked with pleading eyes at Kim Fei. The elder Chang laughed, <"I can't help you there, baby brother. I had to do it too. Trust me, you'll live.">
<"Surely there can't be any more! I've done more ritual malarkey in the past two days than I have in my entire life!">
<"Don't be a wimp!"> Pui San grabbed his wrist, <"You think you've got a lot to do? You should see the things the bride has to do! Stop complaining, this is the last one for tonight. Relax, you'll enjoy it!">
<"Huh, I doubt it,"> Wu Fei mumbled as he was dragged off by Pui San, wondering what it was this time.
Pui San led the way to his room and paused when she got to the doors. Next to the door a table was set with a candle, a calligraphy set and a large, square piece of red parchment.
<"Write 'double happiness',"> Pui San gestured to the table.
<"Huh?"> Wu Fei gaped stupidly at her.
<"Y'know how to write, don't you?">
<"Why?">
<"Because we need to hang it on your room door to ensure happiness,">
<"Oh, okay,"> Wu Fei picked up the brush and swirled it in the pot. He had come to realise that it would be better not to question the reasons behind the tradition. If the elders feel that hanging a big piece of red parchment with the words 'double happiness' written on it is going to usher in a happy marriage then so be it.
<"Wow!"> Pui San leaned over him marvelling at the fluid strokes of the word, <"You are really good with this!">
<"You would be too if you were forced to practice as much time as I have,"> he replied straightening up, <"There! Now what?">
<"Put it up then we dress you room,">
Right on cue, Hoi Yee wandered towards them followed by Li and Cho, arms full of more red material.
<"Dress my room?">
<"Yes,"> Hoi Yee said, <"We can't have a wedding without a bridal chamber, can we?">
<"Where am I supposed to sleep tonight then?">
<"Don't panic, we've got it all sorted out. Li is going to prepare one of the guest rooms for you now,"> Hoi Yee opened the door and stepped into his solar, <"Just leave them on the table. Thank you, Li, Cho. You may go.">
Li and Cho obediently laid the bed linen, drapes and tablecloth on the table in the center of the room and retreated.
Wu Fei entered his bedchamber to an unfamiliar sight, <"There's a new bed in my room... a BIG new bed in my room.">
<"Well done, genius! Surely you weren't planning to squeeze you and your new wife onto that little bed?"> Hoi Yee teased, <"C'mon we haven't got all night,">
<"Where's my old bed? When was this installed? When did this happen?">
<"While you were busy hiding and avoiding us all day, Cho was instructed to take your old bed apart and get this new one in. All the hard work is done now all you have to do is to start dressing the bed then strip the rest of the room and dress it in the lovely shade of red as well.">
<"What, me?!"> Wu Fei's eyes widened.
<"Yes, you! It's the groom's duty to prepare the bridal chamber. At least we didn't have you build the new bed!">
<"I'm not even going to ask why. But might I remind you I don't know how some of these stuff got there in the first place, much less on how to take them down.">
<"That's what we're here for! Let's start with the most important thing - the bed. Take a look at your new bedspread, isn't it just beautiful?"> Hoi Yee began unravelling a red bundle and handed one end to Pui San while taking hold of the other. Together they let the red satin cover unfurl to reveal a picture of a dragon and phoenix entwined around a large pearl and each other.
Wu Fei took a closer look at it. Each stitch was even and perfectly spaced. The silk threads were of finest make and of most vibrant colours. The dragon and phoenix seemed to be fighting each other for dominance of the pearl, yet neither one was portrayed to be the victor. This was the personification of basic Chinese ethos - for the dragon represented the male and the phoenix, the female, ying and yang ever opposing each other, and through marriage the opposing poles were united to create the perfect harmony of life.
Although the scene was a common theme throughout China's history, Wu Fei has not seen finer craftsmanship before that day. He was duly impressed; he knew that this was the handiwork of his bride as tradition dictated that the bride made or at least embroidered something, usually the bedspread, for the bridal chamber. This was the way she showed off her skills.
Even though he was awed, he could not help but feel a little disappointed. Only a daughter of aristocracy would have the time and tutoring to perfect such fine craftsmanship. As he caught himself sinking into disenchantment, he reprimanded himself. Not every aristocratic lady was an airhead and knew nothing more than sewing and music. If his mother and aunt weren't evidence enough, he felt that he should have his head examined.
<"Wu Fei!">
He jumped, Pui San's voice startling him from his thoughts.
<"You can gawp at it when you're sleeping under it tomorrow night. We have work to do now.">
<"Yes, sorry, what was it you wanted me to do?">
<"WU! Are you ready yet?">
Wu Fei looked up impassively at his brother and shrugged nonchalantly. He shifted his gaze back to his red shoes and continued fiddling with the red sash with a large silk ball draped across his right shoulder.
<"Wu?"> Kim Fei softened his voice and approached his brother, <"It's going to be okay. Trust me. Being married isn't all that bad. Mother Hoi Yee and Aunt Pui San seem very pleased with their choice. You trust them, don't you?">
The younger brother nodded but said nothing.
<"Listen, you have always been the strong one. You have always landed on you damned feet while I end up on my rear. If I can make this work for me, you can too. It'll be okay.">
<"Okay.">
<"Good!"> Kim Fei slapped his brother on the back, <"Come, Father awaits you at the ancestral hall. There's one last ritual you need to do before we send the procession to get the bride.">
<"What do I have to do now?">
<"After Father crowns you with the 'wedding cap' decorated with cypress leaves, you just have to pay homage to the gods, ancestors and all family members asking for their blessings and good fortune.">
<"Is that it?">
<"Yeah, pretty much. Father will take the silk ball and place it on the palanquin [1]; then we send them to get your bride.">
<"Oh, you mean I don't have to wear this silly ball all day? Thank the gods! The shoes are bad enough.">
Kim Fei chuckled, <"I know. Been there, done that, not doing it again!">
<"What? You're going to be satisfied with only ONE wife?! Brother! Married life has certainly calmed you down!">
<"Imp!"> Kim Fei slapped the back of his brother's head, <"I'll get you back for that one! Let's get going!">
After the final ritual, before the wedding ceremony, there was little to do except to wait for the arrival of the bride and entertain the guests.
Wu Fei played the dutiful son and representative of the Chang Family well. He was the prefect ambassador - impressing and charming his way through the ocean of guest. Surprisingly, the task didn't prove to be as difficult as he had anticipated. It was almost second nature, putting up a façade to suit the event.
All was going well as far as he was concerned until Kim Fei and Chun Fei came tearing into the reception hall, both hysterical with excitement and glee, crying out, <"She's coming! She's coming! We saw the procession down the road!">
If Wu Fei was nervous to begin with, the sensation that was presently churning in his stomach was beyond compare. His knees almost gave way as he stood gaping stupidly at his brother and cousin. She was here, he thought, his bride to be - the girl whom would dedicate her life to him as his wife. His heart began pounding; the beating could rival the loud explosions of the firecrackers, which were set off to usher in the arrival of the bride. He felt nauseous and he was certain that he would faint.
He was vaguely aware of the mass of people walking past him towards the courtyard to glimpse at the approaching bridal procession. Slowly but surely, Wu Fei regained his composure and followed suit.
<"No,"> Pui San stopped him <"You wait for her in the family hall. She will be brought to you,">
Wu Fei nodded, <"Can I at least see what's going on?">
<"Sure, join me by the window,">
Before the entourage was even in sight, the sound of trumpets, flutes and cymbals could be heard playing an upbeat traditional tune. Cries of cheers from outside the mansion accompanied the tune - a wedding was a joyous occasion that everyone wanted to be a part of, especially one of aristocratic nature.
Before long a 6-man band led the troupe into the Chang compound. Next came several female attendants and the tai kum che - the bride's good luck woman, she will lead the bride through the ceremony.
Wu Fei's heart skipped a beat and his stomach did a mini somersault when he caught sight of the last of the troupe enter the courtyard. It was the palanquin, borne by four men, which carried his intended. The chair was painted red and intricately decorated in gold and silver ornaments and bedecked with flowers. A heavy curtain of gold embroidered velvet hung before the door, shielding the bride from view.
The chair was carried to the steps that lead up to the house. The carriers stepped away from the chair and waited patiently alongside the band while the attendants rushed towards it. The female attendants began scattering grains of rice and beans, symbols of fertility, around the bride as one of them stood by the curtained door with an open parasol. The good luck woman hurried to the chair and stood before the door.
<"What's going on?"> Wu Fei asked his aunt, <"What's with the parasol?">
<"The parasol is symbolic. It shelters her from all harm and misfortune until she is under your roof, under your protection. The good luck woman will carry your bride over any open dirt on the ground. Again this is for good luck and to keep her from any evil and harm. Some consider the bride being in suspense, per se, while she between betrothal and marriage, hence she is to remain in suspense until she is in your care. You'd better get into position, they're approaching!">
Wu Fei willed his legs to move as quickly as possible towards the family altar. Two seats lined in red brocade were set there. General Chang was seated in one, Su Yin in the other.
Wu Fei stood immobile before his parents, nervously fiddling with the hem of his sleeves. He could hear the crowd around him cheer as his betrothed was carried up to him.
Wu Fei slowly turned to glimpse at his bride. She was clad in a brocade dress richly embroidered in silk of gold, white and silver. She wore an ornate headdress with a satin veil over her face. Under the voluminous costume Wu Fei could tell little of who she was.
Then it began. The actual wedding ceremony was simple and quick when compared to the preparation preceding it.
First, Wu Fei and his bride paid homage to Heaven and Earth and the Kitchen God, Tsao-Chun, by offering them incense. The Chang family ancestors were next in line to receive offering of more incense. While these offerings were made, the good luck woman would be spouting blessings and well wishes for the couple.
Then the pair paid their respects to General Chang and Su Yin, bowing to them as the good luck woman continued her spiel of well wishes, this time asking Wu Fei's parents to bless the marriage.
Last, and by no means least, Wu Fei and his bride turned to face each other and made the third and final bow of the ceremony. The simple gesture was their silent oath to each other as man and wife.
Wu Fei could scarcely believe he was a married man. Married to a girl whose identity was still a mystery to him.
All around him echoes of cheer, whoops of joy and congratulatory phrases were rang aloud. Wu Fei barely paid attention as he and his wife - his WIFE! - were directed to perform the final ritual - the Wedding Tea ceremony.
Plush cushions in beautiful satin covers were laid before Wu Fei and his wife. Kneeling in front his parents, the newlyweds offered them tea with lotus seeds and two red dates. By accepting the tea, General Chang and Su Yin acknowledged and accepted their union, making their marriage undisputable.
The Wedding Tea Ceremony was traditionally extended to every member of the family older than Wu Fei. Fortunately, General Chang and his wives had decided to keep it short. Even so, after Hoi Yee, Pui San, Master Ron and Kim Fei, no less than ten couples or individuals were also extended the honour. [2]
Wu Fei was glad that the ceremony was kept to a minimal as, frankly, he didn't care if half of them approved or not. He just wanted to proceed to the next stage - the unveiling of his bride.
As he and his wife rose from their knees, her good luck woman quickly swept her way. The unveiling would take place in the privacy of the bridal chamber. This was to allow the newlyweds to acquaint themselves with each other before emerging at the wedding banquet as man and wife for the first time.
Wu Fei was ready to leap after them but a restraining hand was laid on his arm.
<"Patience, little Wu,"> Pui San whispered, <"Duty first. Just stand, smile and wait for your father to usher the guest to the banquet hall. You've waited two months, surely you can wait another two minutes?">
Wu Fei gritted his teeth, forced a smile then nodded and waited.
After what seemed like an eternity to Wu Fei, his father and mothers began leading the others towards the dining hall.
<"You and your bride will be sent for dinner in an hour. You may be married now, but repress any urges till later, huh?"> Pui San teased before letting Wu Fei go.
As expected the boy turned a bright crimson that could rival the sash he was wearing.
Pui San giggled, <"Here you'll need this,"> she pressed a hoong pau into his palm, <"Your gift for Madam Ho, the good luck woman,">
Wu Fei gaped stupidly at the small red envelope in his hand.
<"Just think of it as your ticket into the bridal chamber. Now off you go! I'll be good and not eavesdrop by your room door this time; similarly I'll try to keep your mother, father, sifu and brother from eavesdropping as well. Although, I'll probably only succeed in stalling them for a few minutes!">
<"Thank you, Aunt Pui San,"> Wu Fei reached out and gave his hug a bear hug, social mores be damned, <"I don't know if I could've made it without you around. How can I ever make it up to you?">
<"Just tell your nosy, old aunt all the sordid details and you can consider your debt paid! I'm just teasing! As long as you be happy and don't be afraid to explore the unknown, you would have repaid everything you might believe you owe me,"> she hugged him back and kissed his temple, <"Go, don't keep your lovely bride waiting,">
<"Yes, Ma'am!"> Wu Fei bowed and retreated from the hall.
Wu Fei practically ran to his room, slowing just before he rounded the corner. He had to maintain a certain sense of decorum. After hastily getting rid of Madam Ho, Wu Fei shut the door behind him and headed to the bedroom. He could hardly wait for the moment of truth yet he could not remember ever being so nervous or afraid.
He peered around the corner to find his ... WIFE (!) ... seated at the foot of the bed. She was still wearing her headdress and the satin veil shrouded her face. She sat motionless; head tilted forward, waiting patiently for Wu Fei to take the first step.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Wu Fei drew on his courage and approached, somewhat timidly.
<"Um... hello..."> he stuttered feeling foolish, <"Uh... may I unveil you?"> He knew he was not expected to ask permission but he felt like he needed to. He did not wish to presume or lord over her.
She dipped her head a little, assenting.
Wu Fei stood before her. The tension in the room was so palpable; it felt like a weight upon Wu Fei's shoulders. Tentatively, he reached out and gingerly lifted the veil off.
<"Oh, Gods!"> Wu Fei's breath caught in his throat as he gazed upon the face of his wife - she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
The next thing he knew, the lights went out on him.
<"Wu?"> a voice, distant and distorted, roused him, <"Wu? Are you all right?">
As he tried to shake the haze out of his mind, Wu Fei heard more voices and snickering.
<"What happened?"> he murmured.
<"You hit your head on the table and knocked yourself out,">
Funny, he thought, I don't remember falling or tripping, nor am I usually this clumsy.
<"Don't lie to him, Mother Hoi Yee, he's a big boy! He can cope with the truth!"> That mocking voice could only belong to his brother.
<"I agree."> And that resolved tone could only come from his Aunt Pui San.
<"I did not lie. He did hit the table!">
<"Aaah, but you conveniently failed to mention the reason WHY he ended up hitting the table!"> Pui San replied.
Wu Fei was getting more confused by the minute. He opened his eyes to see Hoi Yee leaning over him. Behind her stood Kim Fei, Pui San and Master Ron.
<"What's going on?"> He sat up. <"Where's my wife?">
<"If I were you I'd rather not see her at the moment,"> Kim Fei chuckled.
<"What? But I saw... I ... ow..."> He rubbed his jaw tenderly, wondering why it hurt. Then the realisation dawned on him, <"She...? No...!">
<"YES!"> Kim Fei guffawed, unable to contain himself any longer. Pui San, who should've known better than to encourage the elder Chang brother, joined in with the laughter. Even the combined scowls from Wu Fei and Hoi Yee would not silence them.
<"Where is she?">
<"I have asked her to wait in the solar for you,"> Master Ron supplied.
<"And you two!"> Hoi Yee began reprimanding the giggling pair. Wu Fei did not wait to hear the rest of it, nor did he wait for them to leave his room; he rushed to his solar to find his wife sitting at the large table in the center, her back to him.
He knelt before her and held her gaze firmly.
<"I love you, Mei-Ran,"> he whispered.
*SLAP*
<"THAT is for being the uncaring, selfish lout I never thought you could be capable of being!">
<"And what was the punch in the jaw for?"> he asked, a tad too jovially for Mei-Ran's liking, but Wu Fei was too ecstatic at the realisation that SHE was his wife, he would have happily taken any abuse she threw at him.
<"THAT was for leaving me. That was because I hate you!">
<"Mei, I love you.">
<"If you love me, why didn't you fight for me? Why didn't you defy all conventions to be with me? You would happily break the rules for a few stupid books but not for me?!"> she continued to bludgeon Wu Fei, <"I had hoped that it was your choosing when your mother and aunt approached Father. But the expression on your face when you unveiled me confirmed my suspicions that you had NOTHING to do with making me your wife!">
<"Mei! Please!"> Wu Fei's heart began to sink, Mei-Ran sounded really hurt and betrayed, <"I didn't ask for you because I did not want you married at fourteen. I didn't want your life dedicated to my family and I at such a young age. I wanted you to live the life you choose for as long as you could. I didn't want to tied down,">
<"YOU didn't want?! YOU want?!"> she demanded, <"What about what I wanted? What about what I didn't want? Did you ever think about that? I wanted to spend my life with you. What did it matter what we're only fourteen? I didn't want to lose my best friend and soul mate to some aristocratic brat because of some stupid punishment! I never once believed that you would tie me down, restrict me to 'traditional wifely duties' or be a hindrance to my vocation. If I could have that kind of faith in you, in our union, why didn't you have it in yourself and in us?">
<"I'm sorry,"> he bowed, <"I only did what I thought was best.">
<"Well, you were wrong!">
<"I'm really sorry, Mei,"> Wu Fei pleaded, <"You have to believe me when I say I never meant to hurt you. I know I ended up hurting you anyway, for that I can never forgive myself but it would kill me if you spurn me now. I want you, Mei, I always have and I always will. I don't know if I have the right to ask but please forgive me.">
<"You are my husband and my duty is to you.">
<"Mei!"> Wu Fei exclaimed, <"Just because we are married doesn't mean I want your unquestioning obedience! I want you to be you. I love you for who you are and not what you have become. You yourself said you knew I would not want you to be that way.">
<"Good! I needed to hear that from you,">
<"Don't change, Mei. At least, not for the sake of convention and tradition.">
<"Just as long as you don't.">
<"So, will you forgive me for letting you down? For leaving you? For choosing to take a wife but not asking for your hand?">
<"Be thankful that your brother and your aunt had the guts to pair us together and that your mother favoured our union too! But you aren't going to get out of this so easily,"> she smirked, <"I'm expecting a lot of grovelling and pampering. You have a lot to make up for!">
<"I will give you the moon, you only have to ask.">
<"I will hold you to that someday,"> she reached to caress his cheek gently, <"Now shut up and kiss me.">
<"As you wish, dearest wife,">
Wu Fei swept her into his arms and captured her lips in a soul-searing kiss. Mei-Ran responded in earnest.
<"MAMA! What'cha doing?"> the unmistakeable cry of the youngest Chang startled the couple apart.
<"Hush!"> at least four voices were heard silencing the child.
<"HONESTLY!"> Wu Fei marched to the door and pulled it open to a group of no less than ten people crowded around the door and windows, <"Is this really necessary?">
<"If you want to talk necessary, we would've been IN the room watching that touching kiss-and-make-up scene,"> Pui San replied, <"Consider yourself lucky, little Wu!">
<"All right, people. Show's over. We still have a feast to attend,"> Hoi Yee commanded.
Disappointed groans rippled through the group.
<"We can always come back to torment the bride and groom after we eat!"> Pui San added.
<"What?"> Wu Fei exclaimed, <"No! Brother was left alone after his wedding banquet!">
<"Your brother was too drunk to recognise his own mother after his wedding banquet. There was little point in teasing him when he wasn't even conscious to hear it!">
<"Forget it, Wu,"> Mei-Ran said, <"There'll be no stopping them.">
<"Yeah, Wu Fei!"> Kok Keen, Mei-Ran's former Lion Dance partner, cried, <"Listen to your wife!">
<"Hey, Mei-Ran!"> Keong, another one of Wu Fei and Mei-Ran's fellow disciple, said, <"Does this mean we have to call you Lady Chang now?">
<"Most certainly not!"> She replied haughtily, <"That title belongs to Mother Su Yin. I will not presume to be given such an honour!">
<"Oooo!"> both Kok Keen and Keong cried, <"Married two minutes and already she's tamed! How do you do it, Wu Fei?">
<"Okay, boys,"> Master Ron interjected, <"We can leave the teasing until later. I'm certain that you boys would like to eat the scrumptious meal that await us before Mei breaks your jaws!">
<"FATHER!"> Mei-Ran cried, scandalised.
Master Ron winked at her and began herding his students towards the banquet hall, not giving Mei-Ran a chance to retort.
Wu Fei giggled at Mei-Ran's adorable pout and couldn't resist kissing her again.
<"Shall we?"> he whispered and offered her his hand.
The feast was nothing short of extravagant. Su Yin had spared no expenses in hosting the wedding banquet. Every delicacy and auspicious dish known the Chinese, from shark fins to suckling pig to birds' nest to sea cucumbers, made up the twelve-course meal. A variety of wine and spirits were flowing freely and the air rang out in cheerfulness.
Everyone, be it man, woman or child, were having a good time. Any previous misunderstandings, grudges or vendettas, if any, were left at the threshold of the banquet hall. It was a time of celebration and, as Duo suspected, the Chinese knew how to throw a party too.
In short, the banquet was a true representation of 'eat, drink and be merry'.
Even after the food stopped coming, the 'refreshments' did not. Guests and relatives alike continued to drink and mingle well into the night. It was not often the Changs hosted weddings - in fact, this would be the only one in Canton - the masses were determined to milk it for what it was worth.
This was one of the best family dinners that Wu Fei had attended. By the end of the feast, he could hardly see straight from all the excitement and liquor that was coursing in his veins. Nobody seemed to be taking 'no' for an answer when they offered to refill his cup. His excuse for not putting his foot down was that he was, after all, the groom and he had to be gracious in accepting his guests' offers.
<"Cousin Wu?"> Chun Fei whispered, <"What are you doing?">
The little boy had found Wu Fei sitting under a table, leaning heavily against one its leg.
<"Hiding,"> Wu Fei replied with an inane grin plastered on his face.
<"Why?">
<"Because I'm drunk and people keep feeding me more wine and Mei-Ran will probably be mad if she knew I was this drunk,">
<"Who's Mei-Ran?">
<"My wife, silly!">
<"Oh,"> Chun crawled under the table and sat next to Wu Fei, <"She's very pretty. Can she fight too?">
<"Yes, she's very puureety..."> Wu Fei giggled, <"And yes, she fights. She fights very well. That's why I'm hiding, she'll probably beat me up,">
<"No one can beat you, Cousin Wu! You're the best!">
<"Thank you, Chun! But you don't know Mei-Ran.">
<"If you say so,"> Chun shrugged, <"But you don't need to hide because she's left anyway,">
<"WHAT?"> Wu Fei bolted upright, promptly forgetting he was under a table and connected his head with it with a loud crack, <"OW!">
Not only did that cause a ringing in Wu Fei's ears, it also gave away his position.
<"FOUND HIM!!!"> a face appeared. It was Keong, <"Married a few hours and already you are hiding from your wife?">
<"We thought you were made of sterner stuff, Wu Fei!"> Kok Keen's head emerged next to Keong's.
<"And to think we looked up to you all these years!"> a third face belonging to Chi Yang, another classmate, materialised.
<"C'mon, baby brother,"> Kim Fei joined the party under the table, <"Show us what the man of the house is made of.">
<"That would be Father. Go harass him instead.">
<"Oh, ha, ha, isn't he funny when he's drunk?"> Kim Fei replied sarcastically, <"C'mon boys. If he isn't moving, we'll have to move him ourselves.">
<"Oi!!"> Wu Fei screamed in terror as four pairs of hands began mauling him, <"Unhand me, you brigands!">
<"Not a chance!"> Keong retorted, <"Teasing you is fun but teasing you AND Mei-Ran would be more fun.">
<"Besides,"> Chi Yang added, <"This is probably the only time we get to do both without having the life beaten out of us by you two!">
<"Leggo!"> Wu Fei continued struggling but the alcohol was making movement difficult. His brain was sending the signals, they just weren't getting to the rest of his body.
<"Having fun, boys?"> the loud, alto voice of Pui San echoed around them.
<"Help! Aunt Pui San! They're molesting me!!"> Wu Fei pleaded to his would-be saviour.
<"Help?"> Pui San laughed, <"If I weren't a lady, I'd join in!">
The hapless groom groaned while the others howled with laughter.
<"Notwithstanding, I'd advise you boys not to get too rough. I'm certain that Mei-Ran would not appreciated second hand goods!">
<"AUNT!!"> Wu Fei turned a lovely shade of fuchsia for the umpteenth time that night. Meanwhile the boys were rolling on the floor in hysterics.
Wu Fei could only gape stupidly at them. The ribald remarks and all the teasing were not unexpected. Wu Fei remembered Kim Fei's friends doing the same thing at his wedding before he got too drunk. It was all for a good laugh and all in good nature and it had somehow become part and parcel of the celebrations. However, he was not prepared for the intensity or the volume of lewd comments and mocking banter and he certainly did not expect to get them from his aunt or mother. Hoi Yee had inserted several timely remarks that even managed to make Kim Fei blush!
He knew he was on the losing team but damn! If he was going to go down without a fight! As noble as the intention was, he was too intoxicated to think straight, much less formulate a witty reply.
<"Wu Fei! What are you doing here?"> Hoi Yee appeared.
<"Fighting off a pack of marauders, that's what!">
<"Honestly! This is your wedding night, why are you here when your lovely bride is waiting for you in your bridal chamber?">
<"Ooo! So that's where she's hiding!"> Keong rubbed his hands gleefully, <"Onward boys!">
Kim Fei promptly grabbed Wu Fei's left arm while Kok Keen took his right, hauled him to his feet and began part carrying, part dragging him to his room.
<"Whoa!!"> Wu Fei protested but his pleas fell on deaf ears, <"You can't do this! Stop! Mother! Aunt! Stop them! This is not fair!">
<"Sorry, little Wu,"> Pui San called out above the din the boys were making, <"This is out of hands. Just calm down and enjoy it!">
<"Calm down?! I'm being manhandled and you tell me to calm down?">
<"Tsk, tsk, Wu!"> Kim Fei clicked his tongue, <"I've only been gone six months and already you've forgotten how to kick back, relax and have fun! Life's too short!">
<"Here we are!"> Keong cried as he burst into the bridal chamber.
<"GODS!"> Mei-Ran exclaimed, <"Did you have to barge in like a drunken buffalo? What happened to your manners?">
<"What do you mean 'like', Mei-Ran?"> Chi Yang piped, <"He IS a drunken buffalo!">
<"Says you!"> Keong punched Chi Yang.
<"Have you looked in the mirror lately?"> Chi Yang returned the favour.
<"Hey!"> Kim Fei interrupted, <"We're supposed to be picking on Wu Fei and his lovely wife, not each other!">
<"You leave me out of this!"> Mei-Ran began backing away.
<"You can run but you can't hide!"> Kim Fei began cackling maniacally.
<"You're embarrassing me!"> Wu Fei elbowed his brother, <"How drunk are you?">
<"Not as drunk as you!">
<"I'm not drunk!"> the groom replied defiantly and tried to stand up straight on his own. The next thing he knew, he was stumbling around the room and falling over himself.
That successfully elicited more raucous laughter from the others. Even Mei-Ran could not resist a giggle. No one, not even Li, has seen Wu Fei this out of control. It was as Kim Fei had said - Wu Fei had always land on his feet gracefully and elegantly. Getting him this drunk and out of control was quite an achievement and present company would never let him live it down.
And so it continued.
Wu Fei wasn't sure how it happened but gradually the party seemed to have migrated to his room. Somebody had also brought along the wine...
It was not before midnight that a modicum of order and sanity returned to Wu Fei's room. Wu Fei couldn't decide if it was because everyone had passed out from too much alcohol or if they had ran out it or perhaps they finally took pity on the newlyweds and decided to stop tormenting them. Wu Fei believed it to be the first.
In any case, he was glad that Hoi Yee, Pui San and Master Ron, all three somewhat inebriated themselves, had managed to clear out the bridal chamber.
<"Mei..."> Wu Fei gathered her in his arms, <"Alone at last,">
<"Indeed, honourable husband,"> she teased.
<"Ahhh, you certainly are the obedient wife my mother proclaimed you to be,">
<"And you, sir, are a rogue and a cad!"> she retorted, <"To steal my heart only to return it battered, worn and used!">
<"Battered, worn and used? I will have you know that I treasure that dearly when I was entrusted to its care and I would cherish it with all my heart and soul for eternity,">
<"Be certain that you do!"> she warned playfully.
<"I will; my word is my bond. I love you, Ron Mei-Ran,">
<"That is all I ask of you; and it's Chang now, not Ron!"> Mei-Ran raised herself on tiptoes and captured Wu Fei's lips in a hungry kiss.
Needing no further encouragement, Wu Fei responded with equal lust.
<"You are so beautiful,"> Wu Fei whispered as they parted for air.
<"Flatterer!">
<"I only speak the truth,"> the Chinese lad took a step back to study the vision of the goddess before him. He could still scarcely believe that his mother and aunt had managed to match him with Mei-Ran AND keep her identity from him. He almost felt left out, it would seem everyone was in on that little secret. Notwithstanding, that was all in the past and what mattered now was that he was with her and will be for the rest of their lives.
Reaching out to her, he pulled out the golden pins in her hair and watched, entranced, as the lustrous ebony locks cascade down around her. Wu Fei exhaled the breath he didn't know he was holding. He had never seen her hair down, no man, save perhaps her father, would have and, much to his delight, no other man will.
Wu Fei ran his fingers through the black curtain of silk, drawing a handful to his face to savour the sweet scent of magnolia mingled with the spicy aroma of sandalwood. He could not remember smelling anything as heavenly as this.
Nervous fingers then moved toward the flower buttons of Mei-Ran's dress. However, the buttons remained done.
<"If you're waiting for my permission,"> Mei-Ran whispered, after noting Wu Fei's inaction, <"You have it. I am yours, Master Chang Wu Fei, body, mind and soul,">
<"As I am yours,"> Wu Fei smiled and kissed her again.
Instilled with a new confidence, the same once nervous fingers now worked deftly to undo the cumbersome tunic that proved to be a barrier between Wu Fei and his goddess. Slowly, Wu Fei began to peel off the many layers to uncover the most glorious creature he had laid eyes upon.
Taking a step back, Wu Fei raked his eyes across the body of perfection. From the elegant curve of her neck to the flawless form of her breasts, from the shapely contour of her hips to the well-toned length of her legs, Mei-Ran was the embodiment of a deity. Strong, beautiful, fearsome and breathtaking.
<"You have me at a disadvantage, husband dear, when you stand before me fully clothed,"> Mei-Ran giggled, unabashed by her nudity, <"Are you going to just stand and gawp or do something about it?">
<"It would seem you are more akin to the dragon than you are to the phoenix. Must you always take the lead in all we do?"> Wu Fei teased, gently running his finger down her neck and across her collarbone.
<"If I do nothing, then nothing will get done!">
<"Oh? Is that so?!"> Wu Fei rushed her and swept her off her feet.
Caught off guard, Mei-Ran squealed as Wu Fei swung her around and tossed her onto the bed. Again without warning, he pounced on her and pinned her down. A feral, guttural growl rumbled in the back of Wu Fei's throat, making Mei-Ran shudder in anticipation. He swooped and kissed her with such ferocity that she had never witness before.
Occupied by the toe-curling kisses and curious, exploring hands, Wu Fei had not notice that he was being stripped methodically. Before soon, he was only wearing his white satin trousers, which did little to hide his excitement.
<"Woman! What are you doing to me?"> he moaned into perfumed hair as he struggled out of the last obstructing piece of clothing.
<"No more than what you're doing to me,"> she whispered back and looked up at him.
Soft brown eyes, saturated with passion and want, spoke volume of what she was feeling. Wu Fei, mesmerised by the depths of desire within the windows of her soul, fell into them as the world faded around him and she became the sole purpose of his existence.
<"Wu Fei..."> the Chinese maiden purred, <"Make me yours...">
If Wu Fei thought he could not get any more aroused, he was mistaken. His wife's simple plea sent the room temperature to boiling point. All he could do was nod in response as he moved to settle between her legs.
<"If I hurt you - ">
<"Hush, my love,"> Mei-Ran pressed a slim finger against his lips, <"You won't. Please..."> she pleaded again, sending shivers down his spine.
Strong, lithe legs encircled Wu Fei's hips, encouraging him to press on. The lad did not need to be told again. Hopelessly inexperience, Wu Fei allowed his primal instincts to take over and lead him to planes unexplored.
Gently but firmly, he slid himself into the welcoming warmth, eliciting satisfying groans from both Mei-Ran and himself. He felt a heady rush and shut his eyes to gain his equilibrium. He had never expected the sensation to overwhelm him.
Mei-Ran moaned as Wu Fei established a rhythm to send them into heights unimagined. Slowly and steadily, the couple travelled a whole new world of sensuality through their first union; savouring each sensation that sparked their world, relishing every emotion that came with each other's touch and revelling in the purity and simple joy of their joining - the affirmation of their marriage.
<"Oh Wu...!"> Mei-Ran cried out as Wu Fei took her over the crest, her climax punctuated by her rapid breathing and shuddering. This, in turn, hurled Wu Fei headlong into the same world of ecstasy that Mei-Ran was currently traversing.
<"Oh gods..."> Mei-Ran gasped as Wu Fei sagged heavily against her, both breathless from the nocturnal tryst, <"Dear gods, that was ...">
<"Beyond description?"> Wu Fei supplied as he lifted his head to peer into her eyes.
<"Yes, beyond description,"> she smiled and captured his lips, <"I love you, Wu Fei,">
<"And I, you,">
[1] a.k.a. sedan chair. Basically a box in which you sit and carried by 4 men, usually only used by the aristocrats for travelling. All brides, common or noble, were taken to the groom's house that way to make her feel special as it is an important day of her life.
[2] All the wedding rituals were once practiced. I didn't make them up but I did omit some details to make it fit my story. I have attended some fairly traditional Chinese weddings and witnessed (and participated in) some of the rituals myself. If you want to learn more about it here's the address The site is pretty comprehensive.
A further note about the Wedding Tea Ceremony, if you're wondering why Master Ron was also given the honour, it is because a sifu can be considered as a godfather or foster-father. A lot of young kids, when they taken under the wing of a martial arts master, leave their family to live with their sifu. Kinda like boarding school but more personal.
Close window to return to Author's Index