Chapter 4 — My Sister Waits To Be Queen, And I Lead The God Of War Back

Looking at the number of points accumulated in the system skyrocketing, the smile at the corner of my lips deepened. Lieu Thi, Lieu Thi, even if you were in your dreams, you would never have thought that the money you had donated would eventually turn into a magical medicine that saved the thorn in your eye. Without hesitation, I opened the system's store and exchanged it for a 【Soothing Spirit Pill】 worth exactly one thousand points. That night, I found a way to get everyone out, then personally fed the 【Tinh Than Dan】 pill to Co Lam to drink. After finishing everything, I sat next to his bed, waiting quietly. It was late at night, everything was quiet, the candlelight flickered constantly. Suddenly, the person lying on the bed moved his finger. My heart immediately tightened and I hurriedly stepped forward. I only saw his long eyelashes tremble slightly, then slowly, slowly opened his eyes. What kind of eyes are those? It's as if the inside contains both a galaxy and a vast ocean. After nearly two months in a coma, the first time he opened his eyes, there was still a trace of confusion in that look. But very soon, that confusion disappeared, replaced by eyes as sharp as an eagle. He looked at me, looked at the strange woman wearing a happy dress in front of him, raised a hoarse voice, and asked the first question after waking up:

“Who are you?”

Four eyes looked at each other, the atmosphere seemed to freeze. His eyes were filled with scrutiny and vigilance, like a beast that had just woken up. I calmly looked straight into his eyes and spoke softly:

“I am your wife, Tham Nguyen.”

He frowned slightly, clearly these two words were extremely strange to him. His memories must still stop at the moment when he was surrounded by enemies on the battlefield.

“Phung chi is happy.”

I answer briefly. The wariness in his eyes deepened. He tried to sit up, but as soon as he touched the wound, he groaned softly and his whole body fell back onto the bed.

“Don't move.”

I reached out to hold him back.

"You've been in a coma for two months, the wound has only just closed. If you don't want to have to lie in bed for another two months, just obediently lie still."

My voice is very calm. But in that calmness comes an order that does not allow anyone to doubt or oppose. He seemed stunned for a moment. Perhaps he did not expect that a seemingly weak woman like me would dare to use such a tone to talk to him. He did not continue to struggle anymore. Just use those sharp eyes, inch by inch, observing and evaluating me from top to bottom.

“It was you who saved me?”

He asked.

“Is she the daughter of the Tham family in the capital?”

His eyes gradually became complicated. That includes investigation. There is doubt. There is also a glimmer of irony that even we cannot fully understand.

“Tham Kinh's daughter... Ha, he really had the heart to spend it.”

We can hear the irony in that statement. He's not just mocking me. But he's also mocking my father who only knows how to flatter the powerful. I never explained. Just picked up the bowl of warm water next to him, scooped each spoonful and brought it to his lips.

“Drink some water.”

He looked at me. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth slightly. Then add another spoonful. He drank very slowly. The pharynx gently moved up and down, unintentionally exuding a fragile and enchanting beauty. Wait until he finishes drinking the water, then I order bowl down, ready to stand up. But his wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly. His hand had become quite thin due to long-term illness. But the strength was amazingly great, like an iron pliers squeezing my wrist.

“What is your purpose?”

He stared at me, his eyes sharp as blades.

“The Shen family brought you here, what exactly is it for?”

I looked at his eyes full of caution and suddenly felt a bit funny.

“The general feels that what purpose could a weak woman like me have?”

I asked the opposite.

“Or rather, do you think that a concubine who was treated as an abandoned pawn by her family and brought in to fight for a ‘living but dead person’ like you still has any other choice?”

My words stunned him.

“Discarded chess piece... Concubine?”