Chapter 133: One who has not known another's suffering should not urge them to be good

Ning Chengyan looked toward the vice general, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and gave a cold chuckle, "What, are you going to defy military orders?"

His words, his mocking gaze, caused the vice general to break out in a cold sweat all over.

But…

He could not allow the general to stray onto the wrong path.

"They are merely the old, weak, women, and children; they are also subjects of Da Ning!"

Ning Chengyan stepped forward, placing his gentleman's sword on the vice general's neck; the black cloth covered half his face, but his icy gaze was utterly uncovered.

"The people I protect kidnapped my daughter, wounded my son, and insulted my princess consort."

"What good is protecting them?"

The vice general's heart was icy cold; looking at the general's gaze, that dark gaze was like a patch of mist, bringing a chilling cold.

"Is my princess consort not a woman? Are my children not young ones?"

"Kill your wife, seize your child, do you not hate?"

"Vice general, can you endure?"

The vice general said nothing, yet his heart still held resistance; his silence already expressed his attitude.

At that moment, Ning Chengyan burst out laughing loudly.

"Good!"

"Can endure!"

"I don't mind making the vice general feel the same pain!" At this moment, Ning Chengyan was not the Regent Prince of Da Ning, nor a great general; he was merely a father, a husband, a man possessed by madness.

"General!" the vice general's face changed.

"Afraid? Just a word, a threat, and you're scared?" Ning Chengyan laughed loudly, looking at the vice general's eyes like a clown.

No one can truly empathize unless they have experienced the same situation.

He didn't care about anyone's gaze; he was essentially a person deserving death.

"Don't stand in a lofty position to judge anyone."

Ning Chengyan finally said a sentence, then gave the order: "Kill."

As the blade rose and fell, there were the curses of the old, the weeping of children, the regret of women, but…

Everything was already too late.

"Let's go." Ning Chengyan looked at the woman beside him; he could no longer see her original complexion—only blood, everywhere a sea of red.

He didn't even know where he could touch her without causing her pain.

Blood continued to drip drop by drop; she seemed to feel nothing, yet the hand holding the child had veins bulging out.

"Without having suffered others' hardships, do not advise others to be good." Jiang Yunchu gave a cold chuckle, looking at that vice general; her consciousness was blurred, but she was not foolish.

"If you were to endure my suffering, you might not have my kindness."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

However, after walking two steps, she did not turn back and said another line.

"If something happens to my daughter, I will have Da Ning buried with her."

As her words fell, she left upright; Ning Chengyan stood beside her, ready in case she fainted.

Whether physical strength or willpower, she had already reached her limit.

Yet, as a mother, she became strong.

As long as Yue Yue was in her arms, she would not allow herself to fall.

When he saw the torches lining the mountain base already beginning their ascent, Ning Chengyan gazed deeply at Jiang Yunchu's back, then let out a sigh.

"Retreat!"

With a single command, he led a group away silently.

The vice general, lost in thought, pondering the general's words and the princess consort's words, only then realized something.

Returning to the mist, the vice general dropped to his knees, "General, I beg punishment."

He was wrong, terribly wrong.

If his own child were treated this way, would he let those people go?

Could he still lightly say that the old, weak, women, and children are innocent?

Without having suffered others' hardships, do not advise others to be good.

If you were to endure my suffering, you might not have my kindness.

These twenty characters were deeply etched into his heart, especially as he watched the blood dripping along the way, the stained robes, and the little girl clinging tightly.

He forgot, that was not the princess consort's daughter.

Yet it was the person she was willing to sacrifice her life to protect.

Thinking and thinking, he slapped himself, tears in his eyes.

"Your position as vice general is relieved effective today; I cannot keep you by my side." As Ning Chengyan spoke, the black cloth had been pulled down, his cold, hard face showing no expression.

"For three years you haven't commanded troops; have you forgotten my methods?" He gave a cold chuckle, then looked at the vice general and scanned the surrounding people.

"General, I accept punishment and beating; do not transfer me from the Wang Fu army." The vice general gritted his teeth, his face flushed.

Ning Chengyan looked at the vice general, "Enter the shadows; from now on, the safety of the Wang Fu is entrusted to you."

He was gambling.

His vice general—how could he not know his nature?

Betrayal? He would not!

But his compassionate nature had already shown itself more than once or twice.

This time, I hope he can see himself clearly.

"Yes!" The vice general let out a breath.

As long as he remains in the Wang Fu army, as long as he continues to follow the general, he can.

On the other side, the people of Kang Fu, the people of the Imperial Palace, the people of the Regent Prince's Manor, and the people of Jiang Manor.

Forces from all sides gathered; they followed the clues and the marks left by Jiang Yunchu, rushing over on horseback.

"Yun chu." Tears filled Miss Kang's eyes.

When she received the news, she panicked completely; she is her sister's daughter, how could she not feel pain, how could she not dote?

She didn't dare!

She hadn't even had the chance to dote on Yun Chu yet; if something happened to Yun Chu, how would she face her sister in the future?

"Jiang Yunchu!"

A furious shout rang out; when that person shouted angrily, nobody dared to speak.

Everyone knew that His Majesty doted greatly on this Regent's Consort, but they didn't expect it to go this far.

The Second Prince is now half-dead; he's been stabbed twice, and only an imperial physician is attending him.

But upon hearing that Jiang Yunchu had met with misfortune, His Majesty directly summoned the Imperial Guards to come rescue the person.

Four years have passed; since the Regent Prince disappeared, His Majesty has never left the capital, saying he would wait in the capital for Ning Chengyan's return.

Jiang Yunchu looked at the crowd, each familiar face, and then the corner of her mouth lifted slightly.

Before she could speak, her eyes suddenly closed, and then she fell backward.

Even unconscious, she remained lying on her back, afraid of pressing on her own daughter.

"Princess Consort." Bai Zhi stepped forward lightly and then wrapped her arms around her waist.

But the person she called out to did not wake up; even so, her arms stayed tightly locked, not relaxing at all, as if afraid someone would take Yue Yue away.

Yue Yue had already fallen asleep, but her little arms were still clutching her mother's neck; after a night of fussing, the little one had cried and fussed, her strength long exhausted.

When Jiang Yunchu blocked her eyes, the little girl fell asleep.

"Princess Consort." Zi Su hurried over, seeing Jiang Yunchu covered in wounds, and struggled to hold back her tears.

At the Regent Prince's Manor, she is now in charge; she must not panic, she must not be chaotic.