Runaway Concubine (hiatus)

Chapter 7

[A/N] I know y’all are tired of these fillers but… I don't want to jump immediately into everything as I did before I decided to edit this story. Everyone will have to be patient with me until we get to the good part! Enjoy.
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"Concubine Jia, may I ask what you are doing?" Biyu questioned, pink and blue robes hanging over her arms.

At first, Baoyu did not respond. It was like he was in some kind of trance. Only when he realized that Biyu was talking to him was when he answered her. "Hmmm? Oh, I'm just looking out the sky. Stunning, isn't it?"

Biyu set the clothes down on the bed and walked over to look out the window with the concubine. She didn't understand what was so "stunning" about the sky.

The clouds were out and the sky was dim. It seemed so... gloomy. The girl looked over at the man before looking back at the sky. "It is, indeed, stunning, Concubine Jia," She agreed.

Jia Baoyu lips curled into a slight smile when he heard the girl's words. He felt like he could watch the sky all day. Plus, he could probably try to practice with one of his elements if it decides to rain.

Lately, Baoyu had been bored. He can't do much because of his pregnancy, and concubines are not allowed outside the palace.

Although he enjoys speaking with the Second Prince about court matters, flowers, and many other things, Baoyu wishes he could just leave this cruel palace and go somewhere where he belongs.

For the three weeks, he's been here, Baoyu had already hit two months. His belly had grown a little bigger than before but overall was very small.

At least he'll be able to move around better for a while longer because the bigger his stomach gets, the more Baoyu will have to suffer. He might as well enjoy all the time he has.

Baoyu stepped in the direction of the bathroom so he could bathe. Biyu, who was already there waiting for him, blushed when the man began to strip his clothes.

Although she has seen the concubine's naked body many times, her cheeks couldn't help but flush at the sight of his smooth, tan skin.

Biyu grabbed the hand of the concubine, so she could aid him as he stepped into the water. She made sure, as she bathed him, that she was not being too rough on his skin. When she went over the slight baby bump, she couldn't help but think about the baby that was growing inside her master's stomach.

I have a strong feeling that they'll probably take after their father, the Emperor. With the Emperor's and Concubine Jia's looks, this baby will surely be the prettiest thing in the empire!

When she finished scrubbing the concubine's body, she immediately started washing his hair, making sure to scrub it thoroughly since it's very thick and long.

Biyu was silently humming as she swayed side to side. It was as if she was dancing. In no time, the quiet bathroom was filled with the soothing voice of the young servant.

Baoyu couldn't help but turn around to see the expression one Biyu's face, and when he did, he busted out laughing.

The girl's face was scrunched up, her eyes were closed as she was swaying left to right. Her expression was priceless and her body is stiff.

Biyu came to her senses when she heard the concubine's chuckles. Is concubine Jia laughing at me? Ah, this is so embarrassing! The young teen's face instantly turned red as she tried to hide her face. She was very much ashamed of what she was doing, not even realizing that Baoyu was watching her.

Soon, Baoyu's laughter ceased, and he quickly comforts the youth. "Biyu, it's okay. I was only laughing because you're so adorable."

Those words put the young servant's minds at ease but, she still felt very embarrassed.

She finished washing and rinsing the concubine's hair before helping him out of the tub. Biyu wrapped a towel around the man's body after she finished drying him off. Both lead the concubine walked back to his bedroom so she could help dress him.

As she was helping the man with his inner and outer robes she couldn't help but feel sorrow. How could her master be treated so poorly? He only has two servants to take care of him. A noble, with such a high, being treated like this? She couldn't help but feel hatred towards the emperor. Even if he did not love the concubine, at least take care of him while he's pregnant with YOUR child.

After she finished tying the man's robes, Biyu guided the concubine back over to the window before taking her to leave. Now, Baoyu was back where he once was. Looking out the window. Looking at the dim sky.

The man sighed, his cheek resting on his hand. ‘Guess I'm going to watch the sky for the rest of the day.’ He thought. Is Jia Baoyu's fate going to be the same as before? Am I going to be killed just like he was? Is my second life going to be wasted in only two years? 

Baoyu gets up from his chair and looks around. No one's around? Okay. The concubine quickly hopped out the window. He began to walk around, looking for something to preoccupy his time. It didn't take long for him to find a flower garden. He crouched down to look at the flowers.

The flower that caught his eye was the Hibiscus. It’s a large, conspicuous, trumpet-shaped flower, with five or more petals, color from white to pink, red, orange, peach, yellow or purple, and from 4–18 cm broad. This flower can also be used as an herbal tea that can be consumed hot or cold with a tart-cranberry-like flavor. 

‘How pretty,’ The man thought, a faint smile on his face. There are not many things for him to do. Concubines aren't allowed to leave the palace, and he's been treated like dirt. He could never ask the emperor for anything. It's not like he wanted to anyway. He placed a hand on his stomach. Is there a baby in here? All of this is so hard to believe. Why couldn't I just rest in peace? 

“Jia Baoyu.” A smooth voice called out. The pregnant man did not have to turn around to know who was calling him. It was the one and only, Wu Bolin. Baoyu turned around and greeted the young prince.

[A/N] I'm changing Baoyu's age to twenty. Sorry for all the changes.

He couldn't help but sigh. "Your Royal Highness, Prince Wu Bolin, although you are royalty, I don't think you should be talking to your elders like that. I'm three years older than you,” He scowled, turning his back to the younger male. 

“Ah, well, that is true.” He hummed, crouching down next to the concubine to look at the flowers. 

The duo sat in a minute of silence, and Bolin was the one to break it. 

“What kind of flower is this Yu?” He asked, reaching out to touch one of its petals

Baoyu was confused with the nickname the prince had given him but still answered his question without showing it, “This is a Hibiscus flower, Your Highness.” 

The prince's eyebrows furrowed when he heard “Your Highness”. 

"Yu, drop the formalities. You can call me Bolin.”

"Yes, Your Hig- Bolin.” Bolin flashed a smile to Baoyu then turned back to the flowers.

Baoyu glanced at the prince. Why does he always look so good? Two strands of the  Second Prince's hair was put into a braid on each side, then was added into the ponytail that his hair was in. (Basically, a side braid ponytail.) The color of robes he was wearing consisted of blue, black, and silver. You could see a glimpse of his collarbone tattoo since his robe was slightly open. He also had some simple, silver earrings dangling from his ears.

“Your- Ahem, Bolin, I have something to ask you.” The teen looked over at the concubine before tilting his head to the side.

“Yes, what is it?”

“Why do the members of the royal family have so many tattoos, and wear so much jewelry?”

“Well, that’s because it's a tradition and our culture. It's our honor, our name. People know us because of this. Every person that is a part of our family has to wear jewelry and get a special tattoo. For example, if Yu became my wife, you would have to get a special tattoo and wear jewelry ALL the time. Also, you don't have to wear a lot of it, you just have to wear a specific kind of jewelry,” He explained.

“That's quite interesting,” Baoyu says as the teen nods in agreement. I guess it's not as boring as before when His Highness is around.