GSY Chapter81

Cen Yelan’s words were like a bolt from the blue. Yuan Zheng was completely stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. His eyes fell straight on Cen Yelan’s covered stomach, and his brain became slow.

 

Cen Yelan covered his stomach with his hands and lowered his eyes. His posture was alert and resistant, but Yuan Zheng didn’t care at all. The buzzing in his ears slowly became a clear sentence that exploded in his mind—Cen Yelan is pregnant.

 

Cen Yelan is pregnant.

 

He was in disbelief and totally unprepared, but in an instant, ecstasy came crashing down on him like a surging wave, knocking him dizzy.

 

Yuan Zheng took a deep breath and pulled his genitals out of Cen Yelan’s. He was a little at a loss and wanted to reach out to touch Cen Yelan’s stomach, but Cen Yelan stepped back and stared at him warily.

 

Yuan Zheng then remembered what Cen Yelan said. That child was his. This child had nothing to do with him. It had nothing to do with him—ha, ridiculous! Yuan Zheng’s heart suddenly burned with fire. His temples ached. How could Cen Yelan dare to say such a thing? How could he say such a thing?

 

Yuan Zheng said coldly, “Cen Yelan, how long are you going to hide?”

 

Cen Yelan heard the anger in his words, pursed his lips, tucked his thin shoulders into his undergarment, and his back trembled, as if a jade mountain was about to collapse.

 

“Take your hands away!”

 

Cen Yelan’s breathing was rapid, as if he was pushed to the end of his rope. He slowly moved his hand away after a long time. His undergarment was clenched into a ball, soaked with sweat, and his white skin could be vaguely seen. Yuan Zheng stared at him intently, tightened his fingers, and then stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it against Cen Yelan’s lower abdomen.

 

The palm of his hand was incredibly hot. Cen Yelan trembled and turned his face away. His eyes were deep red, with embarrassment but also a little despair.

 

Yuan Zheng tried hard to control his shaking hand. Through the thin fabric, he could feel a small arc. It was so small that he almost missed it. Yuan Zheng carefully held his breath and couldn’t help but touch the pregnant belly back and forth. It felt like his whole body was trapped in soft cotton wool. He was dizzy and confused and unable to step on the solid ground.

 

Cen Yelan didn’t dare to look at Yuan Zheng at all. The feeling on his belly was infinitely magnified in his mind. He felt both sad and panicked and whispered, “Yuan Zheng…”

 

After a moment, Yuan Zheng slowly lifted up his undergarment, his movements delicate and light, as if he was unveiling a gift that belonged to him alone with great anticipation.

 

Cen Yelan’s waist and abdomen are tight. He has been in the military for many years. Originally, his abdominal muscles were thin, but now the lines are softer, and the pregnant belly can’t be concealed at all.

 

Yuan Zheng thought, This is his child, the child that Cen Yelan carried for him.

 

He was so excited that he couldn’t suppress his joy, but his nose felt sore and his eyes turned red.

 

With no way out, Cen Yelan was terrified and had never thought that it would really come to this. Ever since he decided to keep the child, Cen Yelan had never thought of letting Yuan Zheng know, there was no future for them and this child was his and his alone. But things were beyond one’s control. Cen Yelan desperately thought about how Yuan Zheng would react and how he would get out of this unscathed. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

 

Yuan Zheng didn’t speak for a long time. Cen Yelan couldn’t help but raise his eyes to look at Yuan Zheng. Unexpectedly, he met a pair of red eyes and was immediately stunned.

 

Yuan Zheng realized his own loss of composure, turned his head, and pinched his palms hard to calm himself down. He opened the bed curtains and called out, “Cheng Huai! Call the imperial physician!”

 

When he opened his mouth, his voice seemed to be lost, it was hoarse and inaudible.

 

Cen Yelan was stunned and said, “Yuan Zheng—”

 

“Cen Yelan, you’d better stop saying things you shouldn’t say.” Yuan Zheng turned his head suddenly and stared at Cen Yelan expressionlessly. His voice was hoarse, but he was full of anger. He couldn’t bear it any longer, and he said hatefully, “That’s also my child, my prince, how can it have nothing to do with me!”

 

“From the time we came from the North until now, you have been hiding everything from me. You didn’t want me to know at all. What right do you have? Ah? What right do you have? If it weren’t for today—how long would you have kept it a secret from me? Were you planning to leave the capital and go back to the north with your belly bulging and give birth to this child, leaving me in the dark for the rest of my life, like a fool?”

 

“Cen Yelan, how could you do this to me!”

 

Cen Yelan was speechless after being questioned by him.

 

Yuan Zheng was angry and aggrieved, but when he thought of how Cen Yelan came to the capital from the northern border while pregnant, and how he had to make plans and use force, he felt terrified and distressed, and glared at Cen Yelan with hatred.

 

Cen Yelan looked at him awkwardly, and also bewildered and at a loss, “I…”

 

Yuan Zheng’s eyes were red, and he choked up and said, “Cen Yelan, am I really not worthy of your trust and support?”

 

Seeing him cry, Cen Yelan felt a pain in his heart and murmured, “…No, I, I just…” He whispered, “Don’t cry—”

 

Yuan Zheng wiped his eyes carelessly and said, “Cen Yelan, Zhen telling you today, you are carrying Zhen’s son in your belly, a dragon seed. You should give up the idea of leaving the capital.”

 

“If you dare to leave the capital privately…” Yuan Zheng didn’t look at Cen Yelan, but lowered his eyes and said, “If you dare to escape from the capital privately, Zhen will overthrow the northern border, and the edict to make you the empress will soon spread throughout Dayan. If you don’t believe it, you can try it.”

 

Yuan Zheng was really annoyed. He put on his clothes hastily and walked out. Cen Yelan looked at his back silently, feeling empty and lost in his heart.

 

Yuan Zheng left the bedchamber. Cheng Huai saw that he was in dishevel, with even his waistband in a mess. His eyebrows twitched, and he bowed and called out, “Your Majesty.”

 

Yuan Zheng looked at the solemn palace outside and said, “Summon the imperial physician—no, summon Su Chenzhao to the palace.”

 

Cheng Huai immediately said, “Yes, the servant will do it right away.”

 

Yuan Zheng said, “Send some water in, and ask the imperial kitchen to prepare some delicious food.” He paused and said, “No greasy food, be careful.”

 

Cheng Huai: “Yes.”

 

Yuan Zheng was dazed and still felt a little unreal, as if in a dream. After a long time, he rubbed his brows and let out a long sigh.

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T/N: We will reach the end soon~