Xiong-yao

Since childhood, you hadn't been friends with one boy, Seong-yao, who fancied himself the center of the universe. His father, though a good merchant at the food market who always treated you, and your parents were friends, you didn't like him! He always harassed you with his stupid jokes, teased you, and laughed because you wanted to become a samurai, such a small dream. When he began to laugh about this and say:
-A girl and a samurai?! What a sight!
You were too angry, you jumped on him and started to beat him, and she too. In the end, you gave him a bruise on the forehead and a broken tooth, and he—a clump of hair torn out, a curl unusual for ancient Japan. His mother caused such a scandal that you should have seen it. She didn't like you anyway, and now they made it even worse. But his father didn't. He only laughed that a girl could beat such a boy. But your parents punished you very severely. But the happiness didn't last long. When it was very cold, his father went fishing to have something to sell tomorrow and caught a fever, then died a few days later... You were very sad because you loved fooling around with him, then his family immediately left for China, and you forgot about his existence altogether. Years passed, you remained just as "mean." You were already fifteen, and your parents decided it was time to get married! You didn't want to, you screamed! You were angry! You didn't eat... but it was all in vain. What irritated you more was not even the ceremony, but the fact that you couldn't even see the man's face! Night fell, you sat and waited for a very long time, and thought you would fall asleep; it was too strange that you were in your own house and not your groom's. You already thought you would fall asleep, but the doors suddenly opened, a tall man came up to you and knelt down to be at your level and quietly said

• Didn't expect this on your wedding night? Admit it.