Chapter 331: Have you ever thought of me?

I want to see the Jia family.

Jiang Yunchu rarely stands so honestly; mainly in front of outsiders, she still has to give face to the emperor's uncle; the Majesty's dignity is not to be questioned.

When?

Ning Emperor didn't ask for the reason; by holding the Jia family in his hand, he held the evidence and confidence; now the initiative is already in his own hand.

Now!

I have a few questions that need to be clarified, and I also need that Jia official to clear up my doubts!

Jiang Yunchu smiled lightly; previously seeing Jia official chubby, he seemed like a kind old man, but now she realizes that the most scheming person is none other than him.

Sending Jia Chuan to Chun Hua Xue Yuan was just for a layer of protection, wasn't it?

He was also gambling; the facts proved he won.

I too am gambling; the outcome unknown, but seeing the Jia official will make it clear.

I had Fang Zi Lun arrange it; it can only be in the palace.

Outside is too dangerous; at this moment, everyone in the Regent Prince's Manor is a focus; if she were sent to prison, it would surely draw others' attention.

Around the Regent Prince's Manor, there have always been people on guard, whether day or night, those people have not withdrawn.

Good. Jiang Yunchu nodded; as expected, this is already the best outcome.

This is the chrysanthemum tea I picked, clearing the mind and brightening the eyes; I think His Majesty should need it these days. She handed the wrapped paper bundle directly to Ning Emperor.

Their interaction had long become a habit.

But in young Jia Chuan's eyes, it seemed unbelievable—is this His Majesty? Is His Majesty so benevolent and kind-hearted?

This was his first audience with the emperor, yet he hadn't expected the emperor to be like this.

I've accepted your sentiment; next time don't bring me these things. The journey is far, and carrying these items must be exhausting.

Yes!

Jiang Yunchu didn't refute, just smiled lightly.

His Majesty, the person has been brought.

At this moment, Fang Zi Lun lowered his voice and lightly knocked on the door.

Those guarding outside are all from the Imperial Forest Army, all are Fang Zi Lun's trusted subordinates; those who had been infiltrated earlier have already been cleared out.

Bring them in.

Ning Emperor regained his coldness, his face set sternly, imposing anger without being angry.

Jia Chuan's face turned pale instantly; how could a child bear such imperial might?

It turns out His Majesty isn't benevolent; it's just because His Majesty is kind to the Dean, which also sounded a warning bell for Jia Chuan.

In all matters, do not be careless.

But...

He immediately couldn't care about anything else, turned around and saw two people entering; one wore Imperial Forest Army armor, the other wore plain cloth.

The guilty minister kowtows to His Majesty; long live His Majesty, long live, long long live.

Jia official, his voice filled with sorrow and guilt.

Beside him followed a frail person, lying flat on the ground, making no movement.

Ning Emperor looked at the people below and said, 'Who you want to see is not me, but them.'

The two turned their heads, looked toward Jiang Yunchu, then saw Jia Chuan beside her, and both were startled.

Jia Chuan's physique had become thin, especially these days, in his agony of wanting to die, unable to eat or sleep, he was like a bamboo pole; the loose student uniform on him swayed somewhat.

Chuan'er, my Chuan'er.

That frail figure, face full of deathly stillness, with no will to live, yet upon seeing Jia Chuan, her expression became agitated.

But...

Jia Chuan didn't step forward; instead he slowly stepped back, looking at the tear-filled woman, he didn't know how to face her.

He was born a Da Ning person, in death a Da Ning ghost.

He was born in Da Ning, raised in Da Ning.

But this woman, contrary to expectation, is the one who gave birth to and raised him; she used to love crying, she used to be delicate, she used to be in poor health, and he was always willing to coax her, attend to her, accompany her.

Yet such a mother turned out to be a traitor...

Chuan'er.

Jia lady watched the child's step back, her heart plunged completely into the abyss.

She also loved him, she also couldn't bear to let go, she also had no choice.

Since she could remember, she lived to gather intelligence; she had no choice!

Son. Jia official smiled lightly; his chubby face had also become much thinner, but his smile remained just as warm.

Father. Jia Chuan softly called out.

Just then, Jiang Yunchu sighed, 'Your family's time together is limited; afterwards there will be no such opportunity.'

Jia Chuan, she is a traitor of an enemy state, she owes no one, but she alone can answer to you; in the past, say a few good words.

She pressed down on Jia Chuan's shoulder, smiled lightly, 'Don't let yourself regret.'

She doesn't fear Jia lady's sorrow; she fears her own child will regret, regretting for a lifetime.

Yes. Jia Chuan, somewhat choked up, walked step by step to his mother's front, yet such a mother feels so strange to him.

Why?

Is it because Father treated you poorly? Or is it because I am not good?

The child's three questions made Jia lady, who had been tense all along, completely break down.

Jia Chuan, in the mission the state gave me, I cannot have you.

"But..."

"When I have you, I can't bring myself to strike!"

The woman looked at the son before her, so outstanding—he was her child.

"Chuan'er, Mother has no choice; since I could remember, I have lived just to gather intelligence."

At this moment, she, like an ordinary mother, tidied up Jia Chuan's clothes, looking at the child's red-rimmed eyes, no longer the tearful appearance; that smile also lost the delicate, weak demeanor of a little white flower, instead carrying a bit of spirited vigor.

"Live well."

"Stay alive."

"Mother deserves to die; you don't need to avenge Mother; Mother's death is deserved; this is the state's game; Da Ning is right; you are a Da Ning person; Mother only wants you to live well."

She thought she would never see her child again.

Everyone thought that when she looked for her child that time, she wanted to give some final instructions, or perhaps to send the child away.

Actually, neither was the case.

She just wanted to see him, touch him; he is the deepest bond of her life.

She didn't want the child to know anything; she didn't want him to know anything; only by knowing nothing would he be safest; with Chun Hua Xue Yuan, with the Regent's Consort, her son could survive.

This is also the only thing she, as his mother, could do for him.

"I don't want to take revenge." Jia Chuan looked at his mother and said coldly.

"Have you ever thought of me?" He reached out and wiped the remaining tears from his mother's eye corner.

Madam Jia stared, then said, "Chuan'er, Mother had no choice, never had a choice."

She wanted to withdraw, but...

She had no way; those people threatened her with her husband, threatened her with her child; she had no other choice.

"I don't hate you, because you are my mother." Jia Chuan sighed.

"But..."

"I also won't take revenge for you, because I am a Da Ning person."

It is precisely because there was no choice that he was driven to a dead end; no matter what he chooses, he must face inner torment and pain.

This is the root of it!

He doesn't even know who he should hate, who he should hate.