Prince And His Fool (Boylove) - Chapter 99

The two love birds had been enjoying marital bliss for almost nine months when something interesting happened. Like any other regular day, Rong Zian and Wu Yange were messing around as usual. The prince had Rong Zian on his lap facing him, occasionally kissing and feeding him some sliced peach when an unexpected knock on the door disturbed their romantic endeavours.

“I will go get it, don’t go anywhere,” said Wu Yange while lifting him to place him on the table.

Rong Zian pouted feeling wronged but let him go thinking of a way to punish him later. Wu Yange hurried to the door but there was no one there. Confused, he scanned around looking for the culprit. All the servants knew to never casually disturb them when they were in the bedroom unless if someone was literally dying.

With a frown, he moved backwards to close the door when he saw a package on the ground. The prince bent over to pick it up when the package suddenly moved. “Baobei were you expecting a package?” asked Wu Yange looking down at package confused.

“No! Just return it to them!” said Rong Zian yelling back as he took a bite out of the peach Wu Yange was supposed to be feeding him.

“The person left,” replied the prince again checking for the culprit. A tiny hand suddenly emerged from the wrapper followed by a light giggle.

Wu Yange opened the rest of the wrapper suddenly faced by cute strangely familiar phoenix eyes. The little bun was so thrilled to see his face and so giggled some more while stretching its hands towards him begging for a lift.

“Bring it inside, I will ask the servants later,” impatiently replied Rong Zian in a whiny tone. ‘What the fuck is taking him so long?’ he thought contemplating on whether to go over or not.

Faced with such an adorable face, Wu Yange couldn’t resist and so picked the little bun up with an expressionless face. The little bun was so happy that it wrapped its tiny hand on Wu Yange’s finger grasping so tight you would think his pinky finger would break. “If I bring it in, it won’t want to leave!” yelled Wu Yange closing the door.

Fade up with waiting Rong Zian walked up to him only to find his husband holding a strange baby. “Fuck! Wu Yange when did you get the time to get a girl pregnant?” yelled Rong Zian in an accusatory tone. The little bun seemed to notice the vulgar man and clung tightly to Wu Yange as though marking its territory.

Wu Yange chuckled saying, “If anyone impregnated a girl it would be you. Look, the baby has your eyes.” Rong Zian took a closer look at the bun that was obviously attached to Wu Yange like a leech.

There was a bit of both of them in this bun making his recovered bald spot itch as he yelled, “Guang!” and instantly transported them to his mother’s space.

“Is this your fuckin’ doing!” he yelled as soon as he saw his mother but was soon struck dumb when he saw Pohuai hanging around like a regular guest. “What the fuck is he doing here?”

“Tsk, tsk so vulgar,” said Pohuai before he noticed the little bundle of joy in Wu Yange’s hand, “AHAHAHAH! He so cute! Come to grandpa you little dumpling,” yelled Pohuai freaking out while taking the baby from Wu Yange. The little bun gladly jumped into Pohuai’s arms in excitement. The god of destruction cuddled the bun rubbing its cheek against his in a loving manner.

“What the fuck! Bring it back!” yelled Rong Zian instinctively protecting the baby from his vile father. With the baby in his arms, he faced Guang while pointing at it. “Why didn’t you ask us first before giving us a baby and where did you even steal it from?” If he was single he wouldn’t have made a big deal out of it but he was married and had to consider his husband’s feelings before bringing in a third person into the family.

“It is a boy and I created him with your strands of hair so you are welcome,” said Guang watching her language in front of the baby with a smile on her face. “You are such cute little thing aren’t you? Too bad your daddy is not so happy about it,” she said pinching the cute chubby cheeks.

“We can’t have a baby yet, we have barely been married a year,” replied Rong Zian recalling how that little one attached to Wu Yange. ‘Fuck! Do I have to compete for him now?’ he thought handing the baby over to Guang. Pohuai got the confidence to move in closer with baby in Guang’s hand making googly eyes all smitten by the dumpling.

“I can keep him if you don’t want him,” said Pohuai before turning to Guang, “You will help me right?” All four eyes glared at Pohuai as though they understood what he was implying.

“Not allowed,” said Rong Zian taking the baby back and placing him in Wu Yange’s arms.

“Aish…my son is too heartless. Guang lets have another one so I can raise one that likes me.” Those were the last words Pohuai said before he was ruthlessly kicked out of Guang’s space by both Rong Zian and Guang.

Mother and son looked at each other for a while before Rong Zian said, “I am not sure we can keep him. You didn’t even ask Wu Yange if he wants a kid right now.”

Wu Yange looked down on the little one with its hand tugging at his hair and instantly fell in love. This was their son something he never thought possible. Overwhelmed with his love for Rong Zian he decided that he wanted to raise him with the love of his life. “Let’s keep him,” he suddenly said stunning both parties.

“Fuck! Yan Yan you serious?” asked Rong Zian turning to look at his smitten husband smiling at the baby.

Wu Yange made a quiet down gesture with his hand. “Shhh, language baobei. We can’t use that language around the baby.”

‘I am fuckin screwed,’ thought Rong Zian but he didn’t say anything. The little dumpling was indeed cute and if it made Wu Yange happy then it made him happy too. Seeing that his sweetheart didn’t respond, Wu Yange finally realised his big baobei felt threatened and so walked over to him and gently stroked his hair.

“He’s our son and I love him but I will always love you more,” said Wu Yange in a soft calming tone that appeased his love.

“He is cute,” said Rong Zian as Wu Yange placed the baby into his hands before kissing his husband’s forehead. Rong Zian smiled at the little dumpling snuggling in his arms and leaned down to kiss the baby’s forehead. “Your name will be Yazian or Ziyan and I will be your favourite daddy, agreed?” he said with a serious tone gazing into the baby’s eyes but the little bun didn’t know how to appreciate good things and so puked on Rong Zian.

Guang was tearing up watching the happy family when she head Pohuai speak in her head. “This can be us just say the word.”

“Fuck off” yelled Guang attracting the attention of the happy couple. “No, no, please carry on my darlings,” she said feeding her fujoshi eyes basking in their happiness.

THE END