Of course, Liang Ning had also been on the battlefield, and often the situation was beyond one’s control. At such a chaotic mont, as the leader of the Righteous Army, he found it very hard to make a choice that was perfect.
But precisely because of those experiences, Fu Zhen could clearly understand that everyone should be responsible for their own choices.
Given the emperor’s character, perhaps he would never regret his choices back then, because his goal was to bring stability to the world, a goal he eventually achieved.
There were sacrifices along the way, which were indeed regrettable, but not enough to shake his resolve.
But his choices to others—for Yang Yi, how could he ever overco this hurdle?
It was his own father who wanted to abandon him!
Back then, he hadn’t even blinked when he intended to give him up. Now, due to needing him, he sches and kidnaps him. Who could understand this?
"And what happened then?" She thought about how helpless Yang Yi must have felt at the ti.
"I was lucky. Maybe it’s like you said, even the heavens were preserving my life. Those two arrows that could have pierced my heart were accidentally deflected by the approaching enemy troops.
"Then the two armies started fighting chaotically. He Zhao and the others shielded , hiding among the dead, waiting until they moved to the side before dragging out.
"I could no longer bear staying in that place. Like a madman, I begged He Chao and the others to take away.
"I admit, the fate of the nation was still etched into my mind. Being with the Righteous Army in the northwest, watching the suffering civilians under the flas of war daily, I couldn’t let go of my beliefs.
"So I reached out to him again, but of course, I didn’t reveal myself; I only sent him a letter anonymously.
"But because no one knew I was Yang Yi, the son of King Zhou, sohow the Dayue people arrived before his n did.
"Tell , if it wasn’t a leak from his side, then who else could it be?"
Yang Yi’s gaze was as calm as still water.
Fu Zhen sighed, "Maybe it wasn’t intentional. During such chaotic tis, it’s hard not to leave any traces."
"I understand, I know the logic behind what you’re saying. But even if it wasn’t intentional, his mistake resulted in being imprisoned in Dayue for five years."
Fu Zhen had no words to reply.
"From ten to fifteen, do you think I was very weak? I had been following the Righteous Army, running around, witnessing countless battlefields and deaths. I had already killed by then.
"But how strong was I really? I had only been in this world for ten years, and the love from my parents amounted to just ten springs and autumns.
"Five years took up half of my life before, and in Dayue, everyone was my enemy. I slept with constant fear, worried that I would be dragged out like livestock and slaughtered with even the slightest mistake.
"My biological father treated like that. I had thought about dying. But even if I were to die, I wanted to die on my own soil.
"It was that determination that kept going till the end.
"But does he know any of this? He doesn’t.
"In that upheaval, fatherly love and such were secondary, the more pressing issue was that my spirit was devastated to near collapse.
"But at the root of it, it all ties back to him!
"How can you ask to calmly go back and share in his responsibilities? Frankly, isn’t everything he’s facing now what he deserves?
"He once treated , his own son, like that. Many years later, another son betrayed him, usurped him, leaving his throne with no successor. Isn’t this karma?
"This is the imperial power he wanted!
"He never treated well, so why should I resolve his troubles?"
Fu Zhen couldn’t respond with a single word.
From Yang Yi’s perspective, what he said made sense! Absolutely no issue!
She suddenly recalled what the Empress once said to him, that it was all caused by power. So, it turns out, it was ant to be this way!
Heaven never favored anyone. As the leader of the Righteous Army, the emperor’s choices to prioritize the greater good over the lesser were rational, but harm is still harm, and when destiny shifts, it eventually settles accounts.
"I understand," she nodded, "I will never persuade you to forgive His Majesty, nor will I persuade you to let go of everything.
"But I still hope you consider yourself more. For the past twenty-four years, you’ve been passive. Now, you must turn passivity into initiative.
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