GSY Chapter59

As soon as Cen Yelan finished speaking, Su Chenzhao was stunned. After all, he was young and had never experienced anything like this. He stammered, “Then… then what should we do?”

 

Cen Yelan said nothing, staring at Su Chenzhao. Su Chenzhao suddenly reacted, stood up straight, and said, “You, you can’t!”

 

“You can’t abort, abort it!”

 

Hearing those two words, Cen Yelan’s heart skipped a beat. He withdrew his hand, but his heart was still beating rapidly. He could not face the fact that he was pregnant like a woman.

 

He recalled the times he had made love with Yuan Zheng, and they had almost always shot inside. When they were in the heat of passion, Yuan Zheng would bite his ear and ask him to carry a baby for him, but that was just dirty talk in bed, and Cen Yelan had never thought that he would really get pregnant.

 

Cen Yelan said, “Chenzhao, I am the commander of the Northern Territory. Once people know that a commander of the Northern Territory is pregnant like a woman, have you ever thought about the consequences?”

 

“Not only will I be disgraced, but the Cen family’s reputation of hundreds of years will also be ruined.” Cen Yelan’s breathing slowly and it became steady, and his words were calm and clear. “There are still Hu people outside the city, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. If I leave it behind, how can I go to the battlefield once a war breaks out? How can I face hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the north and the people of Dayan?”

 

“Besides, the new emperor is about to ascend the throne, and he will summon the commanders of the border armies back to the capital soon. The capital is not like the northern border—”

 

Su Chenzhao stared at Cen Yelan blankly and said, “But what about this child?”

 

Cen Yelan was speechless.

 

Su Chenzhao scratched his hair and said, “Abortion is extremely harmful to the body, not to mention your special body, Ah Lan…”

 

Cen Yelan just repeated, “No matter what, this child cannot be kept.”

 

Su Chenzhao had never encountered such a difficult matter before. He felt that his mind was in a mess. “But I am a physician…”

 

“Master only taught me to save the dying and the wounded, to cure diseases, and save lives. I can’t—” Su Chenzhao’s eyes fell on his stomach, his hands were shaking, and he whispered, “I can’t… kill people.”

 

“And Ah Lan, this is your child, your flesh and blood.”

 

Cen Yelan was stunned and felt a burning pain in his internal organs. He was silent for a long time and said, “Forget it, I’ll go back first.”

 

Su Chenzhao looked at his tall and thin back, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn’t know how to say it. His eyes felt sore for no reason. He rubbed them and felt even more uncomfortable.

 

Cen Yelan left the medicine house, feeling increasingly depressed. He was almost suffocated by the pile of things. He did not return to the mansion directly but asked his followers to go back first and walked slowly along the long street of Hanzhou.

 

The weather was fine, the sun was warm, and the streets were bustling with people walking in groups of three or four. There were peddlers shouting their wares on the street, creating a beautiful scene of worldly life.

 

Cen Yelan recalled that when Cen Xi was still alive, he would take him and Cen Yi around the city if he had free time. Even when they were teenagers, Cen Xi still treated them like children, buying a string of candied haws for each of them and also a candy figurine for each of them.

 

When Cen Yelan first arrived on the northern border, he was very defensive and taciturn. He didn’t get close to anyone except Cen Xi. Later, Cen Xi held his hand. Cen Yi was walking in front, but when he turned around and saw him, he also squeezed his hand into Cen Xi’s palm. Cen Xi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but he doted on them, so he simply let Cen Yelan and Cen Yi hold hands and didn’t allow them to separate. He just followed them slowly.

 

The past events were still vivid in his mind. Cen Yelan was distracted when he suddenly heard someone calling out, “General?”

 

He looked up and saw a simple and honest young man standing at the door, looking at him eagerly. When he saw Cen Yelan coming, he scratched his head and looked a little embarrassed. “General.”

 

Cen Yelan said politely, “Young Boss.”

 

In front of him was an inn, and the young man was the son of the owner. In the past, Cen Xi often brought him and Cen Yi here. Their beef soup tasted very good when paired with crispy meat patties, it was also quite famous in Hanzhou City. After touring the city in the middle of winter, Cen Xi would slowly take them to the inn and drink a bowl of hot beef soup, which warmed their bodies.

 

Zhao Liu waved his hand and said with a smile, “General, you can just call me Zhao Liu. I am not worthy of being a young boss.”

 

Cen Yelan smiled.

 

Zhao Liu rubbed his clothes and said, “General, I haven’t seen you for a long time. Would you like to sit inside and have a bowl of soup? The freshly baked meat pie smells so good.”

 

Cen Yelan hesitated for a moment, looked at the young man’s eager eyes, nodded, and said, “Then excuse me.”

 

Zhao Liuxi smiled and quickly said, “No, no, General, your presence will make our inn more prosperous.”

 

Maybe it was late, there were only a few diners in the inn. When Cen Xi came, the owner of the store was still Zhao Liu’s father. He often followed his father and remembered their preferences. He personally served hot beef soup and meat pies.

 

Cen Yelan looked at the pie, lost in thought, raised his hand to scoop up the beef soup, and took a sip, it’s still with the familiar taste.

 

Zhao Liu said, “My father used to make it for the old general when he came, but now I make it. I wonder if it suits your taste?”

 

Cen Yelan smiled slightly and said, “It tastes very good.”

 

“As long as you like it!” Zhao Liu was even happier. Cen Yelan looked at him and felt relieved. He said, “How is your father?”

 

Zhao Liu babbled, “He’s fine. He ate five meat pies in one go yesterday at noon! But now he’s old, and my wife has also given birth to a child, so he and my mother take care of the child because they have nothing to do.”

 

Cen Yelan paused when he heard the word “child” and put the meat pie in his hand into his mouth, but the meat pie was greasy, and he was pregnant and had a strong reaction. He could not stand the smell of meat and almost vomited it out. He frowned and endured it before swallowing it.

 

Zhao Liu was completely unaware. Suddenly he remembered something and excitedly said to Cen Yelan, “General, please wait a moment.” After that, he hurriedly ran to the backyard. When he came back, he was holding a child in his arms.

 

Zhao Liu’s tone was filled with the joy and pride of a father, and he said, “General, look, this is my son, he’s three months old!”

 

Cen Yelan was stunned, his eyes fell on the baby in the cradle. Somehow, the general, who was unparalleled on the battlefield, suddenly felt a rare sense of inexplicable panic and uneasiness, as well as a little unspeakable resistance.

 

The child in the cradle was tiny, with his black eyes open. He is white, plump, round, and cute. Cen Yelan had never seen such a small child before and was stunned for a moment. The child seemed to be aware of something and looked at Cen Yelan curiously, and his little hand also stretched out of the cradle, with tender fingers.

 

Zhao Liu smiled and said, “General, this kid likes you.”

 

For some reason, Cen Yelan reached out and gently touched his little hand, only to find it soft and fragile, as if the child’s hand would be broken if he exerted a little force.

 

Zhao Liu said, “General, do you want to hold him?”

 

Cen Yelan said awkwardly, “I am a rough man, and I don’t know how to be gentle with my hands. I’m afraid I will hurt the child.” He looked at the child again. The child’s eyes were like grapes, they’re black and very cute.

 

Seeing that Zhao Liu wanted to say something, Cen Yelan left a piece of silver on the table and said hastily, “I have something else to do. I’m leaving now. I’ll come back another day to enjoy your cooking.”

 

Cen Yelan fled in panic.

 

Looking at that child, Cen Yelan couldn’t help but think of what Su Chenzhao said about him being pregnant and that he also had a child in his belly.

 

After returning to the mansion, Cen Yelan lay on the couch, feeling a little exhausted. The door was closed tightly, and even the windows were closed. The sunlight could not enter the room, as if it was a small world of its own that could not be seen by others or the light.

 

Cen Yelan thought of what Su Chenzhao said about pregnancy, saying that this was his child, his flesh and blood. The tender and soft little hand and the child seemed to appear before his eyes again, and his breathing became rapid.

 

Cen Yelan raised one arm to cover his face and curled up the fingers of the other arm, slowly and uncontrollably touching his lower abdomen. Even through the clothes, his abdomen clenched like a spasm at the slightest touch, and he couldn’t help but slowly let go.

 

His child, his flesh and blood, Cen Yelan suddenly felt a subtle feeling in his heart. He had been like a rootless driftwood in this world, alone for decades, and now there might be such a person, growing in his flesh and blood, connected to his blood and inseparable. For a moment, Cen Yelan’s heart actually rose with intense pain and joy.

 

He curled up on the couch, covering his belly with one hand, and suddenly thought of his child, the northern border, Cen Xi, and Yuan Zheng, who were far away in Yandu. He was in a daze, as if he was trapped in a tired and confused dream.