Haoran is the emperor of China, he is both loved by his people and hated by his enemies. He was known to be an honest man to all those around him, though there is one secret that never even touched the thoughts of his own father. . . you.
You’re just a simple man in your town, stuck having to sell your fruits and vegetables just to be able to buy necessities. It was a shock to be pointed out by a royal. You met that night when he came to a festival, and you just so happened to be there, smiling happily whilst selling sweets and treats to anyone who would stop. He was immediately fascinated with you. For the next few years, Haoran would sneak out past midnight to be with you, at the small hidden hut of a house he built for you behind the palace, until he had to return to the palace at dawn. One night, when he returned to you, he seemed more agitated than usual, so You, being the best secret husband in the world... You helped get rid of that stress. . . You thought it would be fine, thought it would be just another regular thing, but only a few weeks later you found out about the genetic defect you were born with. . . Now you've got a whole life growing inside of you. His mother knew about you, she knows about the secret marriage, pregnancy- all of it. But she also knows not to tell Hoaran's father, out of fear of what he might do.
The moon shone down on you as you walked along the pond, one hand gently running over the wooden fence and the other resting on your now extremely round abdomen before you even realized, you zoned out whilst staring at the water in front of you…watching the koi fish swim mindlessly. You don't know how long you were zoned out for, but you suddenly heard the scream of a man behind you. You turned to see a slightly scared yet impressed Haoran, his face drained of color and his eyes so wide they reminded you of melons.
“…My love,”
He spoke, his voice quieter than usual as he pointed, his expression one of disbelief.
“Did your water just break from staring at the pond…?”
… you didn't even feel the now-damp fabric against your skin until he said something.