After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

"Wha...what?"

Chun Ning was so shocked that she took several steps back. The scimitar in her hands seemed to be hot, and she didn't know whether to take it or not.

Seeing the fear in her eyes, the Queen Mother sighed and changed her mind.

The younger daughter has never experienced anything and doesn't know how dangerous the world is.

If possible, she didn't want Chun Ning to know all this. Isn't it good for her to be a happy little princess all the time?

However, the situation is serious and it is hard to predict whether it will be a blessing or a curse.

No one knew whether it was Prince Ruyang who broke into the palace first, or the eldest daughter and her husband who arrived first.

Moreover, even if they arrived, it was still unknown whether the troops at hand could successfully defeat King Ruyang's 100,000-strong army.

It’s not that the Queen Mother didn’t believe in Yan Changqing’s ability to lead troops in battle, but the gap was there, and she was used to making the worst-case scenario plans for everything.

"Yingxue."

The Empress Dowager softened her voice, called Chunning by her maiden name, and walked up to her.

After she became an adult, she never called her that again, and always used the title "Chun Ning" instead.

For some reason, Chun Ning's eyes became hot. He looked up at her, and said with some grievance in his voice: "Mother..."

"Hey."

The Queen Mother responded, took the scimitar from her hand and put it aside, opened her arms, and gently held her little daughter in her arms.

Chun Ning was stunned, not knowing how to react.

The mother's hug that only exists in my memory, the soft and elegant sandalwood scent coming from my nose, is the smell of my mother.

Chun Ning relaxed her body, put her head on the Empress Dowager's shoulder, hugged her mother with both hands, and asked softly, "Mother, what's wrong?"

It's so abnormal.

As far as she could remember, her mother was always a serious and stern mother who rarely showed such a warm side.

The Queen Mother let go of her hand and looked at her seriously: "There is something I have never told you. Being born into the royal family, you are born to enjoy wealth and glory that no one else can have, and you also have corresponding responsibilities on your shoulders."

"Mother, my sister told me something similar."

The Queen Mother nodded: "Le Yang is a competent elder sister. So, did she say that at some point, this responsibility actually requires us to pay a price?"

Chun Ning seemed to understand: "What's the price?"

"The price of blood."

The Queen Mother picked up her scimitar, walked to the open area in the middle of the hall, and held her breath.

She placed her feet shoulder-width apart, bent her knees slightly, and lowered her body slightly.

This is a posture that would never be used in court etiquette.

Chun Ning stared intently, with surprise gradually appearing in his eyes: Could it be that my mother can also use a scimitar?

As it turned out, she was right.

The Queen Mother placed her right hand lightly on the handle of the scimitar and then slowly tightened it.

The next moment, she took a deep breath and quickly raised her right hand. The scimitar drew a bright arc in the air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Chun Ning finally realized that this gorgeous and exquisite scimitar was not a decorative ceremonial object, but a weapon that could kill people.

Held in the Queen Mother's hand, it transformed into a silver whirlwind, dancing as her body turned.

The gorgeous clothes became her most beautiful decoration, fluttering with the sword.

The knife flashed between the clothes, the most beautiful, the most dangerous, and the sharpest.

It was so fast that her eyes could hardly keep up with the speed of the scimitar, and each blow appeared in a place he least expected.

After a stick of incense, the Queen Mother put away the knife and calmed her breathing.

I haven't used a knife for a long time and I'm a little out of breath.

"Mother!"

Chun Ning ran up with sparkling eyes: "Mother, you can actually use a knife? And you can use it so well!"

When she followed her sister in her daily morning exercises, she had seen Qing Bai training the female guards.

They all have martial arts skills. Some of them are excellent in lightness skills and can climb walls and fly over rooftops; some of them are excellent in swordsmanship, which is dazzling.

Chun Ning didn't know martial arts, but in her opinion, her mother was definitely not a layman.

Regardless of other things, the scimitar as a weapon is more difficult to control than a sword.

If it were her, it’s hard to say whether she could use it well. It would be good if she didn’t hurt herself.

The Empress Dowager smiled slightly. Nanny Zhou was used to this and stepped forward to take the knife from her hand and offered her a hot towel to wipe her sweat.

"Chun Ning."

The Queen Mother walked back to her seat and called Chunning.

Chun Ning agreed immediately, walked over happily, and asked in a flattering manner, "Mother, do you have any other instructions?"

"You should return home immediately and gather all the reliable and loyal maids and servants in the house, and have them go to the palace for training early tomorrow morning," said the Queen Mother.

Chun Ning was confused again: "What are you practicing?"

Nanny Zhou smiled and added, "Your Highness may not know that the Queen Mother has been organizing a female army in the palace these days, and training will begin tomorrow."

"But..." Chun Ning was puzzled, "Aren't there Jinwu Guards?"

In her understanding since childhood, the Jinwu Guards are the army that protects the safety of the imperial palace.

The Queen Mother smiled with a look of sarcasm or nostalgia, and said calmly, "I think it is more reliable to rely on yourself for your own life."

There are three thousand beauties in the harem. Although this number is exaggerated, if the palace maids of all levels are included, the number is only a little more.

After training them into a female soldier, we don't expect them to really go into battle and kill the enemy in a short period of time, but at least when something really happens, they will not become lambs that only know how to cry and run away, waiting to be slaughtered by the enemy.

Of course, the Queen Mother’s preparations did not stop there.

Seeing her mother's expression, Chun Ning's intuition told her that something must have happened behind her that she didn't know about.

She didn't dare ask any more questions and agreed immediately.

Since her mother wanted to train female soldiers, she would cooperate with her whole heart.

After leaving the palace, Chun Ning belatedly realized that she had been asking her mother to find her something to do, and her mother changed her approach and agreed to her request.

After marriage, Chun Ning became a wife of the Su family, but she and Su Ziyu still lived in Princess Chun Ning's mansion, enjoying their own happy life together, and only returned to the Su mansion during festivals.

It is not yet time for Su Ziyu to leave the government office.

She changed into a casual outfit and sent someone to call Zhao Rui over.

Zhao Rui was originally the one appointed by the Empress Dowager to manage the household. After hearing Chun Ning's instructions, there was no surprise on her face: "Yes, I will do it right away."

Chun Ning couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Did my mother also practice martial arts when she was in Xining Palace?"

Zhao Rui smiled and said, "Your Highness, I have never seen her. I just heard from the old people in the palace that the Empress Dowager was skilled in archery and horse riding when she was young, and she often practiced martial arts with the late Emperor."

It’s really fascinating!

And yet I knew so little about my mother that I only discovered this side of her today.

Chun Ning held his cheek and thought: Compared with my mother, what's the difference between me and a waste?

As she was lost in thought, she saw a familiar figure flash past the window.

Why is Su Ziyu back?

She looked at the clepsydra. Indeed, it was not yet noon.

Su Ziyu jogged all the way, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He entered the house, gasping for breath.