Chapter 5 — He Gave The Wrong Concubine, I Received The Correct Queen's Throne

Her face turned pale, but she still tried to resist.

"I chose it from the chest."

"You're already in the palace, why should you still care about those junk things?"

I smiled softly.

"Junk?"

I held out my hand.

"Give it back to me."

Tham Le took half a step back.

"This is what Ngoc Dao gave me."

I calmly said:

"So let me try to tell you..."

"What's engraved behind the bronze lock?"

Lam Ngoc Dao bit her lips tightly. She doesn't know. Because every time she took something from me, she never asked where it came from. What she cares about is whether it's worth the money or not, whether it's beautiful or not, whether it can be stolen to show off or not. But Tham Le knows. His hand holding the bronze lock tightened even more. The female official took a step forward.

"Little General Shen, the Queen Mother has given an edict, the entire dowry of the eldest daughter of the Lam family must not be lacking."

"Please return it."

Tham Le's voice was cold.

"What if I don't pay?"

The female official still did not change her face.

"Then please invite little General Tham to come to the palace and answer the Queen Mother."

The whole yard fell into silence. Mother impatiently ran to pull my hand.

"Girl, don't make a big deal out of it."

"My sister can't stand being scared."

I look at her hand. This time she didn't dare to pinch me anymore, just gently grabbed the corner of my sleeve. But I still feel disgusted. I withdrew my sleeve.

"When she stole my things, I could stand it."

"When she stole my marriage, I could stand it."

"Now just tell me to return the things..."

"Can't stand it anymore?"

My mother was so talked about that her tears fell like rain.

"Why did you become like this?"

I replied softly:

"It's what you taught yourself."

"You guys taught me that being weak cannot change love."

"Patience cannot change peace."

"If you cry, no one will hug you."

"So..."

"I have no choice but to change to a different kind of life."

The mother hugged her chest, as if she was the one who suffered the greatest injustice. At that moment, Lam Ngoc Dao suddenly hugged her stomach and bent down.

"General, my stomach hurts."

Tham Le's face immediately changed and he quickly hugged her. When his father heard the news, he ran over. When he saw that scene, he roared:

"Naughty girl!"

"Do you have to force your sister to give up her life and die?"

The female official frowned slightly. And I'm still standing in place. This trick... I'm so used to it. When she was young, she broke my guitar and immediately complained of a stomach ache. When she was a little older, she stole my brooch and immediately complained of a heart attack. Yesterday he stole my marriage certificate and said he had taken away my flesh and blood. Every time... Just let her cry in pain. Then the guilty person will be me. But today... It's different. I will never kneel down and admit mistakes again. I look at Tham Le.

"Please sir."

Lam Ngoc Dao cried even harder.

"Impossible."

She clutched Tham Le's shirt for dear life.

"I don't want others to touch me."

Parents shouted loudly:

"Are you still saying it's not chaotic enough?"

I calmly said:

"You said it hurts..."

"Then you should invite the doctor."

"If you don't invite..."

"Who knows if it's real or fake?"

Lam Ngoc Dao suddenly raised her head to look at me, her eyes filled with resentment. That moment... She finally stopped pretending. Tham Le was also stunned. I nodded slightly to the female official. The female official immediately sent her palace maid to invite a female doctor to accompany her. The nurse came very quickly. Lam Ngoc Dao struggled, refusing to extend his hand. Tham Le softly coaxed her.

"Ngoc Dao, just let people see first already."

She cried and shook her head. I suddenly spoke up:

"What she's afraid of..."

"Not a female doctor."

"But I'm afraid that my veins will be exposed."

Everyone in the yard simultaneously looked towards Lam Ngoc Dao. Her face was as white as paper. Tham Le's hand was also stiff. The female doctor stepped forward and grabbed her wrist. In just a moment, the female doctor frowned slightly.

"Miss Bam Lam."

"This lady's pulse is broken, not like someone who is three or four months pregnant."

Tham Le's face suddenly changed dramatically.

"What did you say?"

Lam Ngoc Dao screamed:

"She's talking nonsense!"

The nurse bowed her head.

"This slave does not dare to speak ambiguously."

I look at Tham Le.

"Have you seen it?"

"The person you cherish and protect in your heart..."

"It may not be your flesh and blood."

Lam Ngoc Dao suddenly rushed forward and tried to scratch me. Her movements were too hasty, a thin roll of silk fell out from her sleeve. The silk roll rolled to my feet. The wind blew in one corner. On it were dense drawings of the barracks map, and there was also half a cinnabar mark. Tham Le's face instantly lost a drop of blood. The female official took a sharp breath of cold air. I bent down to pick up the silk roll. Only at this moment... I truly understand. What the Tham family wants... It has never been me. It's the military book my great-grandmother hid in my dowry. The thin silk roll is spread out in the palm of my hand. The lines on it are dense, mountain gates, guard towers, grain warehouses, hidden poles, all marked with cinnabar.