Looking at the exhausted and dazed person on the bed, Beitang Ao's mood was gloomy and unsettled.
That birthmark was traditionally inherited only by the eldest son of the Beitang family.
It not only indicated the baby's origin and identity but was also a symbol of the inheritance of power.
Unexpectedly, Beitang Ao's eldest son was not of legitimate birth, and was even born by a man for him.
Beitang Ao's gaze became deep and inscrutable.
Yan Feili's lower body still ached as if torn apart, and he was weak all over, but the baby's crying temporarily dispelled all the pain.
Qiuyuan brought the baby over and gently placed him beside Yan Feili's pillow.
Yan Feili forced himself up, focused on the baby, and seeing the child had all limbs intact and seemed fine, he relaxed and immediately fell back onto the bed, sinking into an exhausted sleep.
Beitang Ao bent down slightly to take a look.
The baby's wrinkled, tear-streaked, red face, sparse hair, protruding forehead, and narrow eyes… so ugly! This was Beitang Ao's first reaction.
He did not know that all newborn babies in the world looked like this.
Glancing at the sleeping Yan Feili, Beitang Ao stood up and said to Qiuyuan, "You take care of him here.
Don't let anyone disturb him!" After saying this, he turned and left.
At the door, he saw Hua Xiangyan.
"General Hua, I don't want a fourth person to know about today's matter, do you understand?" "Yes! Hua knows nothing, saw nothing, please rest assured, sect leader."
Seeing the sect leader's expressionless face and flat tone, Hua Xiangyan couldn't help but tremble inside.
A man giving birth was already extraordinary, let alone the Northern Gate general of the Fourth Sect.
Although the child's father was unknown, in this era, the 'cut sleeve' preference was despised, and same-sex love was not accepted by society.
Especially the one being dominated was viewed as shameless, lustful, and lowly.
Unexpectedly, the usually gentle and kind General Yan was… Hua Xiangyan sighed inwardly.
Seeing the sect leader leave, and feeling it was inappropriate to stay, she hesitated outside for a moment before returning to the East Gate.
Yan Feili slept in a daze until late afternoon the next day before slowly waking.
Hearing the loud crying of the baby in the room, he was momentarily confused.
Where did the baby come from? After a while, he suddenly remembered: Ah! That was his child.
Qiuyuan saw him awake and came to the bedside, saying, "General Yan, you're awake.
I think it's about time; I've prepared some food for you. Please get up and eat something."
"Thank you for the trouble."
Saying this, Yan Feili slowly propped himself up, still in severe pain below.
Qiuyuan helped him sit properly and turned to go get the food.
"Wait!" Yan Feili hurriedly called after him, "The baby is crying…" Qiuyuan felt a bit embarrassed.
Though a world-renowned doctor, he had no experience raising infants; this was his first time even witnessing childbirth.
He had tried to soothe the baby for a long time, but the child remained restless, leaving him helpless.
He then brought the baby over and placed him in Yan Feili's arms: "Please soothe him, General. I'll be right back."
With that, he left the room.
Yan Feili held the baby, feeling somewhat at a loss.
Although the child was born from him, he was still a grown man and had no idea how to soothe a baby.
Clumsily, Yan Feili gently patted the baby for a while, but the child continued to cry, his little face flushed red.
Yan Feili felt a pang of heartache and grew anxious. Could something be wrong with the baby? After all, it was strange that a full-grown man like him could get pregnant and give birth; it was truly incredible.
Could it be that this child had some problem because of that? Thinking this, Yan Feili broke out in a cold sweat and hugged the baby tightly in nervousness.
