After exchanging marriage with my elder sister, I won with a bad hand.

There seemed to be several waves of rebellion in the south during this period of time in my previous life, but none of them were important.

Those people were just a group of small fry who occupied the mountains and caused trouble in a few small cities in the south. They did not occupy the cities, and they did not raise the flag of rebellion. To be precise, it really could not be considered a rebellion.

They could only be described as a group of vagrants. They caused a lot of headaches for the local officials, and whenever they sent troops to suppress them, they basically returned empty-handed.

Those bandits did not organize into a large-scale rebellion, so the local officials could not report to the court and ask for troops to suppress them, so they could only solve the problem with their own force. Otherwise, if they could not solve such a small matter by themselves and had to trouble the higher authorities, then their career as a local official would be over.

But this time, no one knew where the old emperor got the news, but he actually asked the prince to lead the troops personally. When this imperial edict came down, the local officials were stunned.

Shen Yihuan pondered it in his mind and soon understood the old emperor's intention.

A group of unorganized bandits were like a pile of loose sand, and they were no match for the real royal army. To put it in an exaggerated way, it was like using a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

The only explanation why the old emperor went to such great lengths was that he wanted to cultivate his son's reputation and majesty in the army and even in the court.

The old emperor conquered his kingdom on horseback, and there was not a single civil or military official in the court who did not admire him. With him around, these old men could be suppressed.

However, when he was a hundred years old, he handed over the position to the prince. The prince grew up like a flower in a greenhouse and had no idea of ​​the dangers outside. He might be able to find a few reliable ministers to assist him, but no matter what, it was not as reliable as coming by himself.

Originally, he really had no intention of training the prince properly, after all, he was too absurd and unteachable before. If it weren't for the queen, he would have loved her and the throne would never have fallen to that brat.

Before this, he had really made plans for the worst, secretly helped him solve some hidden dangers, and found several ministers to advise him, all of which were preparing for the future a hundred years later.

But now that he had changed so much and his heart had settled down, his thoughts began to become active again. He was always firm in his belief that a good father would have a good son.

So this time he sent the prince over there, actually to go for training.

What Shen Yihuan didn't know was that the old emperor had thought it through very carefully.

Although the little bandit was not worth mentioning, he only had one precious son, so he naturally had to make sure that there was no risk of error. So this time he went with the army with his trusted old general, who could easily deal with the bandit.

If she was right, this was just the beginning, and Zhao Xun would be busy again. After all, it would take time to train a talented heir to the throne. But I don't know if the old emperor, who is not in good health, can hold on until the last moment.

According to her memories from her previous life, if she remembered correctly, the old emperor would pass away in two years. It was strange to say that the old emperor had always been in good health, but one day two years later, his health suddenly took a turn for the worse and he became bedridden. After that, he struggled on the bed for more than three months, but in the end, he still couldn't fight against his fate and passed away.

When she heard the news in Stone City, she was quite surprised. She subconsciously felt that the old emperor's death was strange. After all, the old emperor was only fifty-five at that time, in the prime of his life. When she got married three years ago, she saw the old emperor in good health. How could he die in just over two years?

If she didn't doubt it, she would be too simple-minded. But at that time, these were not important to her at all. But now it is different. The old emperor is doing his best to train Zhao Xun, and he can't let him die too early. It seems that she still needs to pay more attention to the things around the old emperor. It would be even better if she could find the reason for his sudden death.

"Why, Huan'er, are you worried about my safety?" Zhao Xun saw her thoughtful look with her pretty eyebrows slightly frowned. Thinking that she cared about him, he felt sweet in his heart.

"Of course I am worried. Brother Xun has been pampered in the palace since he was a child. Although he is just a small bandit, when the time comes on the battlefield, swords are merciless. I am worried that your health will be damaged." Although the old general is watching over him, in order to be convincing, he also needs to go into battle himself.

Thinking of a weak boy like Zhao Xun facing vicious bandits, she felt a little uneasy. She felt that the old emperor was too hasty and should find a martial arts master for Zhao Xun to learn a few moves before he went on the battlefield.

"That's nothing. A man should be like this." Zhao Xun saw her worried look and couldn't bear to let her worry all day after he left, so he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Let me tell you a secret, Huan'er, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, so dealing with bandits is not a problem, don't worry."

Shen Yihuan was a little surprised to hear that he actually knew Kung Fu. After all, he had never shown that skill in front of her. This guy was really good at hiding it.

It's no wonder why this guy is so energetic in bed. Shen Yihuan's eyes flickered when he realized what he was thinking of. He was a little embarrassed. He secretly muttered that he was really fooled by Zhao Xun, the pervert, and he actually thought about such things in his mind.

Zhao Xun did not notice her strangeness, but asked nervously, "Huan'er, you won't blame me for hiding the fact that I know Kung Fu from you, right?"

He had always been completely open with Shen Yihuan, except for the fact that he knew martial arts.

"How could that be? Didn't Brother Xun tell me now?"

Shen Yihuan naturally didn't mind, after all, everyone has little secrets. Even she herself had some, and she didn't intend to tell him. On the contrary, he didn't want her to worry, so he confessed this to her, which made her feel a little guilty.

But she was still clear-headed. Even if two people are in love, there will still be some little secrets between them. Not all secrets are suitable to be shared.

As long as she was sincere to Zhao Xun, she didn't want him to know about her shameful methods. Who in the world doesn't want to show the best attitude and the purest face in front of others?

Zhao Xun stared at Shen Yihuan seriously. He knew very well that his Crown Princess, his beloved wife, was a person with many secrets. Just like what happened tonight, he deeply realized that his wife was not a weak and vulnerable little white rabbit, but a big bad wolf lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

It was actually quite embarrassing to describe the woman he loved so deeply in this way. But that was exactly how she made him feel now.

In fact, one of the reasons why he told her the secret of his martial arts skills was that he was really afraid that she would worry about him. Of course, another reason was to test her.

Test whether she would confess her secret to him because of his frankness.

Unfortunately, the other party said nothing.

But this did not discourage him. As long as Zhao Xun knew that Shen Yihuan truly liked him and would not pose a threat to him, that was enough.

As for secrets, everyone has them. If she doesn't want to tell you, she must have her own reasons.