~BL~ Short Stories Collection (MPreg!)

3. The Runaway Consort (Part 4)

A/N: Last week is exam week so I wasn't able to write anything and update a chapter ;-;

The final chapter was longer than the rest, hence I will have to slice it into two (with additional plot) which will be posted in the future, and so now we'll have 5 chapters in total. •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀

I hope everyone will enjoy! 🫶♥️

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Ren'er had been walking around the city barefooted, carrying a large basket of potatoes on his back, which seemed to be heavy and towering on his slim- tiny figure.

He's currently 16 years old, living with a 6 year old baby brother and his grandfather. They're poor, with him and his gradually weakening grandfather sustaining the family through selling root crops they managed to harvest from their 5 small farms.

Life is already hard. But then the difficulty level of his life only increased when two additional people were added to their small and pitiful household, all because his Grandpa had been blinded by the golden accessories these people had offered to them. 2 weeks later, it seems like the amount of silver tales those luxurious jewelries could've costed were lesser than the amount of tales they spent to feed these two.

Ren'er had been angered in his heart. Even more so when this person tried so hard to help them in the farm only to mess things up. But then, one day, when he finally got the nerve to complain about this to his grandpa behind their back, he scolded― If you don't want retribution to befall in our family, then you better treat them well!

He had rolled his eyes at that time, although he compliantly nodded his head to no longer anger his grandpa, it wasn't until he was stopped by 5 palace guards while he was selling potatoes in the city.

He stood stiff, face pale as a ghost, as he fearfully watched one of the guards as they pulled up a two meter-long scroll, or rather..... a painting.

A vibrant and breath-taking painting of a person who looked frighteningly familiar.

"This is an image of His Majesty's beloved consort. He's currently missing for unknown reasons, and His Majesty has been yearning for him day and night, unable to sleep and eat everyday. Have you seen him? If you have, please do tell us and you'll be rewarded a 10 year worth of golden tales by the Emperor!"

Ren'er took five steps back, eyes shrunken as he stared at the picture of the person who's literally - probably burning their kitchen for attempting to cook rice by now. His hands that were gripping the strap of the basket started trembling and became sweaty, mouth trembling, as he struggled to say a word.

He's now in a dilemma.

He knew. He knew about the favored consort of His Majesty, but he had never seen him before. As a result, when the-said favored consort approached them, looking ragged, with an adorable baby on his left arm and a bag of golden jewelries on his right hand, he had openly expressed annoyance. On the other hand, his grandpa had looked strangely fearful for a while before suddenly acting friendly towards the strange person and readily accepted the two in their home.

Now, this person, who's worth 10 years of golden tales, is living in their shabby house, while he was being sought by His Majesty.

Ren'er didn't know what to do. His annoyance towards the person is slowly fading away.

This person isn't rude at all, and can make lots of strange yet delicious food (but he's still wondering how he could not know how to start a fire from wood when he can cook so well). He's clumsy at farmwork, but can clean their house so well and fast. Almost as though he didn't come from a pampered life and had done a lot of housework in the past. (He had only thought he was a neglected concubine who managed to escape from the clutches of an abusive tycoon.) He also started calling him Wei-ge 5 days ago.