After Secretly Having the Film Emperor’s Child 57

Chapter 57: Maybe It’s Mine

On the way back to the production team with Yu Weixi, Feng Yan was lost in thought.

The child was born from Yu Weixi himself, and he had always been hiding it, looking very secretive. But now that the two of them were not together yet, Feng Yan had no right to press him.

Yu Weixi held Niangao and turned his head, frowning. “What are you so absent-minded about? What did Dr. Feng say to you?”

“Nothing, just some family matters.” Feng Yan subtly changed the subject. “Right, Dr. Feng also gave me a nutrition plan.”

Feng Yan handed the list to Yu Weixi.

He can’t just ask directly, Feng Yan thought. If he asks, Yu Weixi will probably misunderstand and have a backlash… they’ll break up in minutes.

With his personality, Feng Yan didn’t want to affect his emotions during filming, and he didn’t want to argue with Yu Weixi at this time.

On the other side, Yu Weixi was also looking down, pretending to read the script, his fingers constantly rubbing the paper.

Yu Weixi didn’t know what Dr. Feng had said to Feng Yan, whether he had mentioned the matter of giving birth.

Should he… tell Feng Yan?

Is it wrong for him to hide it like this?

Maybe after the filming is over, he should consider being honest with Feng Yan, and then the two of them can think of a way to solve and negotiate…? Yu Weixi thought.

Maybe he should just distance himself from Feng Yan, or maybe he should be honest, and then… accept?

Yu Weixi had never thought of what it would be like to be with Feng Yan.

But now, Yu Weixi couldn’t help but imagine, if he were really with Feng Yan… it seemed that it wasn’t a bad thing?

Feng Yan was not a fickle person.

But no matter what the decision was, it was not now. Now the two of them still had to act face to face, and they were playing a couple.

The two of them had their own thoughts all the way.

After returning to the production team, Yu Weixi was pulled away by the director and the editor. They probably wanted to brief him on the progress.

Feng Yan took Niangao to the dressing room. Without any delay, the filming was about to begin.

“Niangao, Yan-gege is going to film. Can Niangao go and play with Sister Shuangshuang?” Feng Yan was worried that no one would take care of Niangao. He squatted down and pinched Niangao’s cheek. “Your daddy is probably not free either.”

“But I want to go with Yan-gege.” Niangao pounced forward and hugged Feng Yan’s neck coquettishly. “Yan-gege, take me.”

A staff member on the side teased, “Yan-ge really looks like Niangao’s father.”

Feng Yan’s whole body stiffened.

The staff member smiled. “Isn’t that right? In the production team, Niangao is only close to you and Mr. Yu. We’ve never seen such a shy Niangao be like this with others.”

That’s true… Feng Yan thought.

From the first time they met, Niangao had been very close to him.

Feng Yan had a sudden idea and turned his head to ask, “Tell me. Do Niangao and I… look alike?”

The staff member quickly gave an answer, “I don’t think so. Niangao looks like Mr. Yu. He’s simply a miniature version of Mr. Yu. At a glance, they really look so alike!”

“No, no, no.” Shuangshuang, who had come to pick up Niangao, interrupted the staff member. “At first glance, his features are like Mr. Yu’s, but if you look closely, you see, Niangao’s eyes are so much like Yan-ge’s! Aren’t they? And he’s as good at acting as Yan-ge.”

Feng Yan looked at the two of them talking without saying a word.

Niangao didn’t understand and just smiled. “Do I look like Yan-gege?”

“You do.” Feng Yan picked up Niangao. “Let’s go. I’ll take you with me.”

Feng Yan turned his head and glanced at Shuangshuang, asking her to follow him to the filming set.

After filming here for another three days, they finally finished filming the scenes in the capital.

Then the production team transferred again to the plains to film a large-scale war scene. This was the last transfer. It was said that the following scenes would all be filmed in this place because there was a film and television city near the plains, which was suitable for filming the following plot.

Niangao was airsick again and was listless. He went to the homestay and lay in bed to rest and sleep.

For the next scene, Yu Weixi had to learn to ride a horse. So while the production team was preparing the set and the filming had not yet begun, Yu Weixi was learning to ride a horse with the equestrian teacher.

Yu Weixi couldn’t get away to take care of Niangao, so it was Feng Yan who had been helping him watch over him.

In the room, Feng Yan was sitting by the bed, reading the script.

The preparations would take several days, and the filming would not start for the first two days. Except for people like Yu Weixi who had to learn to ride a horse, Feng Yan was very free.

“Oof…”

Niangao turned over and muttered, “Cold…”

Feng Yan frowned slightly, pulled the covers up for Niangao, and gently placed his hand on his forehead.

It was a little hot.

Feng Yan was worried that Niangao had a fever and first went outside to get a basin of water.

As expected, not long after, Niangao really did have a fever. His whole body was very hot, but he was still shouting that he was cold.

Feng Yan used a wet cloth to cool Niangao’s forehead. It wasn’t a high fever, and Feng Yan didn’t advocate taking medicine. It was better to wait for it to cool down on its own.

“Daddy… I want Daddy.” Niangao hugged Feng Yan and cried, “I want Daddy…”

“Good boy, Niangao. Daddy is working. Can I stay with you?”

“Sob…” Niangao kept sniffling, his eyes red. “I want Daddy…”

Feng Yan held Niangao in his arms and pulled his jacket to wrap him up.

“I’ll stay with you, okay?”

Niangao hummed and hawed for a moment, and finally shrank into Feng Yan’s arms and fell asleep, holding him.

Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief and gently ruffled the back of Niangao’s head.

After the practice ended at night, Yu Weixi rushed over to find Feng Yan.

“I heard Niangao is sick?!”

“Mmm, he’s much better now.” At this moment, Feng Yan was holding the child and snuggled in the covers. He said helplessly, “Niangao’s back was hurting in the afternoon, and his breathing was not smooth. He’s much better now after taking some medicine.”

Yu Weixi frowned. “He didn’t make a fuss…?”

Feng Yan held the little ball of fluff who was already asleep in his arms and smiled. “He didn’t. He was very good.”

Yu Weixi’s eyes widened.

He didn’t make a fuss??

Did Feng Yan give him a love potion??

Isn’t Niangao the kind who doesn’t want anyone but him when he’s sick? And no amount of coaxing would work.

Yu Weixi went up and glanced at the already sound asleep Niangao, finding it strange.

Feng Yan said, “Don’t worry. You can go and take a shower. I’ll take care of him later. I’ll go and get the lunch boxes and go out to buy porridge for Niangao.”

“Okay…”

After nightfall, the three of them who had eaten were snuggled up on the bed together. Yu Weixi and Feng Yan had Niangao lying in the middle. Yu Weixi was holding Niangao, and Feng Yan’s hand was on Yu Weixi’s shoulder, directly holding the two of them.

Niangao felt extremely warm and comfortable, and soon fell asleep.

The surroundings were quiet.

Feng Yan lowered his voice and asked, “How did Xixi’s learning go today?”

“Not so good.” Yu Weixi pouted. It seemed that it was not very smooth, although the teacher had found him a very, very gentle horse.

He almost fell several times, Yu Weixi thought. He was almost scared to death.

Feng Yan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Wasn’t it fun?”

“No.” Yu Weixi held out his hand to Feng Yan. “Look, it’s broken.”

After a pause, only then did Yu Weixi suddenly realize that he was… acting coquettishly?!

Woc!

Yu Weixi was startled by himself and then a little embarrassed as he pulled his hand back.

“Let me see.” Feng Yan immediately grabbed Yu Weixi’s wrist and gently touched his palm.

Although Yu Weixi had been wearing protective gloves, he still couldn’t withstand a day of high-intensity practice. His palm still had red marks and was peeling. Not only that, but Yu Weixi’s waist was also a little sore, and his whole body was aching.

Feng Yan felt a little heartache. He turned around and took out some aloe vera gel, carefully applying it for Yu Weixi.

Yu Weixi lay there, holding the child, while Feng Yan sat on the side, holding Yu Weixi’s hand and taking care of it. Yu Weixi only felt that his palm was cold.

“Riding a horse is not fun at all.” Yu Weixi muttered, “You even told me it was interesting before.”

Feng Yan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“When Niangao is better, I’ll practice with you.”

After applying the aloe vera gel, Feng Yan rested his cheek on his hand, his elbow propped on the bed, and lay diagonally by their side, smiling. “Xixi… have you… ever had a partner before?”

Yu Weixi: “…???”

Feng Yan asked cautiously, “Have you ever had a boyfriend?”

“…What do you think.” Yu Weixi said with a cold face, “Why do you ask? What kind of person do you think I am? What? Does Mr. Feng have a virginity complex?”

“I don’t think anything. I was just curious.” Feng Yan lowered his eyes. “Isn’t it, I want to see what type my Xixi likes, to find out.”

“Oh, anyway, it’s not your type.” Yu Weixi pouted.

“Liar.” Feng Yan was all smiles.

He hadn’t forgotten the things in the room.

This silly Xixi, he just likes me, but he doesn’t dare to say it.

It was just that Feng Yan didn’t know when Yu Weixi had started to like him, and if Yu Weixi had had another partner when he was pregnant with Niangao…

Feng Yan had thought of many possibilities. If it wasn’t voluntary, or if the child was from someone other than his boyfriend, then Yu Weixi probably wouldn’t have given birth to him. Even if he had, he wouldn’t love him so much.

But Yu Weixi didn’t look like he had a partner. If he didn’t, then did that mean…?

Too much of a coincidence.

Now that he thought about it, everything seemed very coincidental and also very suitable.

If he calculated based on Niangao’s age, then it was exactly four years ago. Four years ago, which was when they had first met in the country to film The Coast. And the person at the wrap party was not Luo Yucheng, then who could it be?

That person who had had a one-night stand with him and then had run away, who was still unknown to this day?

Feng Yan’s gaze was burning as he looked at Yu Weixi.

He really wanted an answer, but unfortunately, the time was not yet ripe.

“What.” Yu Weixi said angrily, “Why are you asking me this question? Did Dr. Feng say something to you? Do you think…”

Yu Weixi’s voice grew louder.

“Shh…”

Feng Yan reached out and covered Yu Weixi’s mouth, saying gently, “It’s okay, Xixi. I was just asking casually. I naturally don’t care if you have an ex. Anyway, I’m the last one.”

Yu Weixi was taken aback.

…Huh?

Feng Yan pinched Yu Weixi’s ear. “Go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow.”

A day later, Niangao was completely well. The production team had also prepared everything, and the filming officially began.

The following filming required multi-party cooperation and was very hard.

In the script, the emperor died, and the chaotic battle officially began. The prince led his troops to confront the crown prince’s faction. Among them, there was also the second prince, who was taking advantage of the situation, stirring up trouble.

On this day, what was filmed was the crown prince’s attack on the city under the pretext of “quelling the rebellion.” The prince, on the other hand, was leading his men to defend the city.

The crown prince’s personality was cruel and lecherous. In fact, he was not popular with the people, nor was he recognized by the ministers. But unfortunately, he held a large army.

“Kill—”

The crown prince’s army rushed towards the city walls. The wooden stakes slammed against the city gates, and the scaling ladders were set up one by one. And the people on the city walls, under the prince’s command, dropped huge rocks and fire arrows.

At this moment, the prince was in a dark red armor. His tall body was made even more upright by the armor. The gold scales on the armor were sparkling, as if a real dragon had descended to the mortal world. He was imposing and noble.

Bai Xiaotu also put on a light silver soft armor and stood by Feng Yan’s side. The two of them stood on the city wall, looking down at the thousands of enemy troops below.

“Xiaotu, guard my back.” The prince touched Bai Xiaotu’s cheek, then curled his lips, drew his sword, and went up, directly pulling a rope and leaping down the city wall!

The man just hung on the city wall, killing the soldiers who wanted to climb up. His black hair fluttered, and blood stained his long sword. He looked like a shura.

“Long live the prince! Long live the prince—!”

Originally, the fact that the princess consort, Bai Xiaotu, had stepped onto the city wall had already made the soldiers extremely excited. Now that the prince had personally gone into battle, their morale was even more boosted. Just the sound of their roars was about to drown out the enemy army.

“Good! Cut!”

After filming for a day, it wasn’t until late at night that the first battle was finally finished.

Yu Weixi’s and Feng Yan’s stamina was not bad, but they were also a little tired.

Feng Yan held Niangao’s hand and watched the replay, while Yu Weixi had slipped away somewhere. Maybe he went to the bathroom or to sneak a snack? Feng Yan thought.

“Ha… ha…”

In a dark corner at the bottom of the city wall, Yu Weixi was squatting on the side, panting.

Yu Weixi pressed his waist, cold sweat dripping.

He now finally understood the so-called punishment—his body had become weaker.

And it was showing in his waist, the part that had been injured before.

Yu Weixi leaned against the wall and sat down, constantly rubbing his waist.

“Ha…”

Yu Weixi raised his head, his toes slightly curled.

Buzz buzz—

Just then, the phone in Yu Weixi’s pocket rang.

Yu Weixi took a look. It was Feng Yan.

Yu Weixi decisively hung up.

Buzz buzz—

Buzz buzz—

Then it became a series of life-threatening calls.

On the eighth time Feng Yan called, Yu Weixi couldn’t take it anymore and answered.

“What!”

“Xixi… what’s wrong with you?”

“Huh?”

“Your voice is not right. Where are you?”

Yu Weixi was dumbfounded.

He thought he had hidden it very well. How did Feng Yan still know?

Did he install some kind of monitor on his phone?

“I… I’m fine?”

“Xixi, don’t make a fuss! Where are you?” Feng Yan’s tone was very stern, so stern that it directly startled Yu Weixi. Before he could react, he said blankly, “I, I’m behind the toilet outside the city wall…”

“Wait for me.”

When Feng Yan arrived, what he saw was Yu Weixi curled up in a corner with a pale face. His anger “swoosh” and rose.

“Yu Weixi!”

Feng Yan went up and directly carried him up in a princess carry. “Your waist is hurting again? Why didn’t you say? You even ran here to try and hide it from me?!”

Yu Weixi didn’t speak.

Feng Yan took Yu Weixi back to his room and had him lie on his stomach. He, on the other hand, took some medicinal wine and rubbed Yu Weixi’s waist.

Yu Weixi held the bedsheets tightly and didn’t speak.

“Xixi, don’t be like this next time, okay?” Feng Yan said helplessly, “You’re not as strong as you think. Look at last night, and look at tonight. It’s not hard to just say it and let me solve it with you, right?”

“No one has ever been like this.” Yu Weixi buried his head in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, “That’s because I’ve never needed to tell anyone.”

“You…” Feng Yan’s hands paused.

“In the future… you will.” Feng Yan said, “From now on, tell me.”

Yu Weixi was silent.

Feng Yan rubbed and muttered, “Why are you so desperate? If you weren’t comfortable when you were filming the horse riding just now, you should have said so. Why did you have to force yourself? And dancing, there’s no need to work so hard.”

“Then do you know why?” Yu Weixi suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Yan.

“Huh?”

Yu Weixi repeated, “Then do you know why I have to work so hard?”

Feng Yan frowned slightly.

Yu Weixi paused and said with a trembling voice, “Because if I don’t work hard, I’ll have nothing.”

“Feng Yan, I’m different from you. I know you’re young and promising, and you have an inhuman talent in acting, so you’ve always been very successful and got the Film Emperor award at a young age. Many people are like this.” Yu Weixi smiled. “Chu Qing is also a little genius. He can create the most beautiful music with a wave of his hand. Even that Luo Yucheng, he also has a talent for singing. He was born with a good voice.”

Feng Yan continued his movements and listened quietly.

“But I don’t. I have nothing.” Yu Weixi rested his chin on his arm and said in a muffled voice, “No family, no schooling, I don’t know anything… dancing, I also learned it desperately. Before, the troupe leader even said that I had no talent, that my hands and feet were not coordinated, and that I was not sensitive to melody and rhythm, not suitable for dancing. But if I didn’t dance, I didn’t know what to do at that time. If I couldn’t get into a dance troupe, I wouldn’t even have food to eat. So I practiced desperately, putting in more effort and more time than others, and then I succeeded. Until now, I’m still the number one dancer in the industry.”

“Heaven has never given me anything. So if I don’t work hard, a little harder than others, I’ll really have nothing.”

It was the first time Yu Weixi had said such a thing to someone. His eyes couldn’t help but turn red.

He had originally not planned to say it, and had planned to hide this secret for a lifetime. But facing this person, Feng Yan, Yu Weixi couldn’t help but want to ask for more. And after Feng Yan had just been fierce with him, Yu Weixi felt even more wronged.

Besides a face that had brought him countless troubles in his youth and had taught him how to fight through countless beatings in the backstreets, he, Yu Weixi, had never had anything. So he went to fight for it. He didn’t have what others had from the beginning. That was fine. He could use more effort than others to snatch it.

Even Feng Yan, he had only gotten him after working hard day and night, giving up everything and chasing him from the US to his home country.

Feng Yan looked at the young man in front of him and lowered his eyes.

“The past is in the past… now, you have me.”

Feng Yan bent down and kissed Yu Weixi’s lips.

His sensitive lips were suddenly held by someone. Yu Weixi’s whole body trembled, and his eyes widened.

Yu Weixi immediately wanted to struggle, but Feng Yan held the back of his head and forcefully deepened the kiss.

Yu Weixi’s hands were on Feng Yan’s shoulders, holding him tightly, as if in protest.

And Feng Yan didn’t care if it hurt or not. He even went further and directly hugged Yu Weixi with his other hand.

At this time, what Feng Yan was thinking was—if only he could have been with Yu Weixi sooner.