Can a Face-Blind, Hard-of-Hearing Guy Get Pregnant?

Upcoming: Master, I Cultivate the Heartless Dao Qu Huan is the second legitimate son of the Marquis of Yongping. Born frail and sickly, and with a hearing impairment, he is disliked by his father. Everyone in the marquis's household treats him as if he doesn't exist. But that doesn't matter. He's face-blind, so everyone looks the same to him. Even when his own father gives him a look of disgust, he can't tell who it is. This is Qu Huan's secret alone. Recently, though, it has been causing him a lot of trouble. He recently saved a man in black. The man said he would repay him, then offered himself to Qu Huan. A month later, the man leaned close to Qu Huan's ears, which couldn't hear very well, and quietly told him he had to leave for a while. He promised he would return and marry him. Not long after the man left, another young man came looking for Qu Huan. He said Qu Huan had saved him before, and had promised to take responsibility for him. Qu Huan thought the man had returned, but the person felt different to the touch. The young man seemed more muscular, with more defined muscles. This wasn't the same person. Realizing the truth, Qu Huan fled back to the estate in a panic, only to stumble into a familiar embrace scented with a fresh, cool fragrance. The man's voice sounded above his head. It wasn't as tender and affectionate as before. Instead, it was distant. "Huanhuan, be careful when you're walking." That was the man's voice. But the man who had been intimate with him was his adoptive older brother. Qu Huan could only pretend he knew nothing. He accepted the young man instead, only to discover that he had a twin brother. Face-blind and hard of hearing, Qu Huan couldn't tell one from the other. All he could do was play dumb and get a good night's sleep. When he woke again, Qu Huan was in complete darkness. For a moment, he thought he had gone blind, then he felt the chains binding his hands and feet. He cautiously tried to crawl away, but someone grabbed his ankle and dragged him back. The fresh, cool fragrance filled his nose. The voice that was usually cold and composed was now full of menace. "Huanhuan, where do you think you're going?" "Didn't I tell you I'd marry you? Why are you with someone else?" "Why... did you have to let me see it?" The man's voice dropped low as he whispered in Qu Huan's ear, each word like a demon's murmur. "Do I have to break your legs to stop you from running?" - I'm out of ideas for the original blurb for now, orz. (I wrote several versions of the opening and didn't like any of them, so I'm saving it here for now.) - Check out my upcoming novel! Master, I Cultivate the Heartless Dao Blurb: Only after being reborn did Sang Miao learn that he existed inside a book. In the story, his rare spirit-communing constitution gets him recruited by the foremost immortal sect, where he becomes the first disciple of Xuanmiao Sect. But the moment he cultivates a sword bone, his fate is sealed: his sword bone will be extracted, and his golden core shattered. He will have to watch as his once-caring senior brother, his devoted friend, and his respected and beloved master give his sword bone to someone else and replace his spirit-communing constitution. Having lived through it all once, Sang Miao returns to the beginning, just as his sword bone is about to form and the plot is only one step away. This time, he doesn't hesitate to switch to the Heartless Dao, thwarting their plans to take his spirit-communing constitution. - But he never expected that the senior brother who had always been arrogant and disrespectful around him would start trying everything to please him, even going so far as to become a demon. His proud, aloof friend is willing to become a laughingstock for his sake. And... His master, who has always been restrained and proper, and devoted to the Great Dao, gives up all his cultivation for him. He defies all moral and ethical boundaries, asking only to become his cultivation partner. Sang Miao watches them regret their choices, unmoved, as they go mad with jealousy whenever they see him getting close to someone else. In the end, he is pinned to the bed, facing the man who has always been so restrained, now with bloodshot eyes. Sang Miao coolly draws his sword, and blood pours out. With blood staining the corner of his eye, he gazes at the other man without emotion. "Master, I cultivate the Heartless Dao." *Older master and younger disciple *Regret arc - Theme: Care for the nation and the people, and stay true to your principles