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GSY Chapter54

Yuan Zheng didn’t expect to get such a result.

 

It was Yuan Zheng’s first time to like someone so much, his love was overwhelming, he even thought about their future on his own initiative. Yuan Zheng was not a fool, he knew that he had been unfair to Cen Yelan before, but he thought that after all these times, Cen Yelan might not be indifferent to him.

 

It was all fake, the trust of life and death was fake, the passionate kiss was fake, and everything was fake. Yuan Zheng thought, Cen Yelan was such a person, he actually bowed down to him and pretended to be nice to him, just for the sake of acting.

 

How much does Cen Yelan hate him?

 

It’s unbearable to think about it. Yuan Zheng felt pain in his internal organs as soon as he thought about it. He wanted to kill Cen Yelan, but he couldn’t bear it. It’s funny to say that Cen Yelan didn’t care about this reluctance.

 

Yuan Zheng was like a joke.

 

When he ran back to Beicang Pass to live and die with him, Cen Yelan might have felt that he had soiled his path. But he still told Cen Yelan that he loved him, which was even more like a joke.

 

Yuan Zheng had never experienced this feeling before. He felt hatred, pain, and unwillingness. It was as if there was a blunt knife embedded in his heart, slowly sharpening it, and every stroke was about Cen Yelan.

 

When Fang Jing arrived, Yuan Zheng was drinking alone. In the octagonal pavilion, the young man looked gloomy, and there were several wine jars lying at his feet. He bent down and picked up all the wine jars on the ground and said jokingly, “Ah Zheng, why didn’t you call me when you were drinking?”

 

Yuan Zheng leaned against the vermilion railing, his face expressionless. He didn’t even look at Fang Jing but just raised his head and took a sip of wine.

 

Fang Jing sighed in his heart. Although he didn’t know what happened, he guessed that it was probably related to Cen Yelan. Originally, he didn’t agree with Yuan Zheng’s pestering Cen Yelan as well.

 

Although there are nobles in the capital who raise goblins1It’s not really goblins, it refers to those who are bewitching, like raising a beauty or sth like that and use them as means of entertainment, but Cen Yelan is not an ordinary person. He commands hundreds of thousands of troops on the northern border and is the commander of the northern border, the fortress of the country. If Yuan Zheng just wants to play around, there is no need to provoke him. But if he is serious, it will be even more fatal.

 

Even if Yuan Zheng does not fight for the supreme position, the only person he will marry in the future will also be a noble lady from an aristocratic family. What good results can there be from marrying a man like Cen Yelan?

 

Fang Jing thought for a while and finally lifted his robe and sat next to him, saying, “Alright, alright, if you want to drink, brother will drink with you!”

 

Yuan Zheng then glanced at Fang Jing indifferently, still silent. Fang Jing opened the jar of wine, clinked glasses with Yuan Zheng, and gulped down a large gulp.

 

The north was bitterly cold, and the wine has not even been heated up yet. It felt like a cold knife sliding across his throat. Fang Jing took a deep breath and said angrily, “Ah Zheng, if you are unhappy, let’s go find some fun. It’s boring to drink alone.”

 

Yuan Zheng said, “I won’t go.”

 

Fang Jing looked at Yuan Zheng and said, “A few days ago, Cheng Liu discovered that there was a blind girl in a teahouse in the East City of Hanzhou who played the pipa so well that she was no worse than those in Jingdu—”

 

Yuan Zheng interrupted him impatiently and called out, “Fang Jing.” Yuan Zheng’s face was gloomy, and Fang Jing swallowed his words. He muttered a little aggrievedly, “I just want to have fun with you, why are you so angry?” 

 

Yuan Zheng closed his eyes and did not get angry. He said lightly, “No need.”

 

He dropped the wine jar, stood up, and walked out. Fang Jing hesitated for a moment and did not follow him.

 

Su Chenzhao was applying ointment to Cen Yelan.

 

Cen Yelan was seriously injured at Beicang Pass. Although his wounds had almost healed, but his scars were uneven and looked extremely scary. Su Chenzhao prepared some scar removal ointment and stared at Cen Yelan himself before he had no choice but to unbutton his shirt.

 

The ointment was cold, so Su Chenzhao warmed it up and applied it to his back and waist, which were slightly cold. Cen Yelan hummed softly and did not move.

 

Su Chenzhao muttered, “I told you not to rush it a long time ago. If you don’t use that strong prescription, even if it takes longer to heal, the scar on your body won’t be so scary like this either.”

 

Cen Yelan glanced at him and said, “Is it scary?”

 

Su Chenzhao nodded seriously, “But it makes me sad.”

 

Cen Yelan smiled, raised his hand, and touched Su Chenzhao’s head. Su Chenzhao was obsessed with medicine and was dumbstruck. The two had known each other since childhood, and Cen Yelan had taken care of him like a younger brother. Somehow, a sentence suddenly flashed through his mind, ‘The body and hair are given by parents. If the General doesn’t feel sorry for it, I do’. The boy’s tone was intimate and warm. The words were still ringing in his ears, Cen Yelan was dazed, and he couldn’t help but think of Yuan Zheng’s red eyes that day. The boy’s face was pale, and he was having a hard time believing, mixed with grievances, disappointment, pain, and many other emotions. Whether he was young or now a teenager, Yuan Zheng was always proud, like the bright sun in June, arrogant. Cen Yelan had never seen him like this before, and he seemed really heartbroken.

 

“Ah Lan?”

 

Cen Yelan suddenly came back to his senses. He looked at Su Chenzhao, who looked at him in confusion and said, “I called you three times already, why are you so distracted?”

 

Cen Yelan said, “Nothing, I was thinking about rebuilding the Beicang Pass.”

 

Su Chenzhao did not doubt him and let out an ‘Oh’ and reminded him, “Apply it twice a day, morning and night, don’t forget.”

 

Cen Yelan smiled and said, “Alright.”

 

Su Chenzhao muttered, “You agreed so quickly, you might have forgotten it again.”

 

Cen Yelan said, “How could I not use the ointment you specially prescribed for me?” As he spoke, the ointment on his body was about to dry. He pulled his clothes up and was about to speak again when the door was kicked open.

 

Cen Yelan’s face darkened, and he looked up, only to see Yuan Zheng standing at the door with a gloomy expression. He was tall, with his back to the light, and his eyes were cold and unfriendly.

 

Su Chenzhao frowned and said, “Your Highness, this is Ah Lan’s bedroom.”

 

Yuan Zheng was smacking his lips over the word “Ah Lan”. He had come here unknowingly. When he looked up, he found himself outside Cen Yelan’s room. As he was hesitating, he heard laughter coming from inside.

 

Yuan Zheng suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, which madly flowed through his limbs and bones, burning him to the point where he almost lost control.

 

Cen Yelan said, “Chenzhao, go back first.”

 

Su Chenzhao raised his eyes and looked at Cen Yelan. Yuan Zheng sneered and said, “Why, are you so afraid of being seen?”

 

Cen Yelan’s expression was a little ugly, and he said, “Yuan Zheng, don’t talk nonsense.”

 

Yuan Zheng said, “Am I talking nonsense?” He smiled coldly and looked at Su Chenzhao, “Cen Yelan, you hate me so much, could it be that you have taken a fancy to him?”

 

“But he’s just a physician.” Yuan Zheng sneered, feeling jealous and unwilling. He remembered that when the two of them first met, Cen Yelan hid in Su Chenzhao’s medicine house. Cen Yelan was very cautious but trusted Su Chenzhao very much and did not hesitate to undress in front of him.

 

With his head full of alcohol, Yuan Zheng said hatefully, “Does he know about your deformed and sl*tty body? With just this person, can he satisfy you? Is it he who do you, or was it you who do him—”

 

Before he could finish his words, a slap landed on him, interrupting Yuan Zheng’s words.

 

Everyone was silent.

 

Cen Yelan’s fingertips were still trembling as he said, “Yuan Zheng, shut up.”

 

Yuan Zheng felt pain on his cheek, and his mind suddenly became clearer. Looking at Cen Yelan’s embarrassed appearance, a trace of annoyance flashed through his heart, but he became even angrier.

  • 1
    It’s not really goblins, it refers to those who are bewitching, like raising a beauty or sth like that

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  1. Lala says:

    Omg 😱 😱😱😱
    “Deformed and slutty body” yuan Zhen I’m starting to hate you again

  2. Yani says:

    Yuan Zhen I had already forgiven you… you assh*le! 😭

  3. daraday says:

    sigh….yz dude you gotta learn how to keep that foul mouth of yours shut when you’re angry

  4. Xing says:

    I wanna beat him

  5. Sude says:

    Yz you scumbag that was too much😭 you are still mentioning about his insecurity

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