Chapter 9 — My Sister Waits To Be Queen, And I Lead The God Of War Back

In the middle of the party, someone suddenly mentioned me.

"Speaking of which, the Second Miss of the Prime Minister's Palace is also a pitiful person. At such a young age, she had to surrender."

"Who says it's not? I heard that she will return to the capital soon. At that time, two sisters, one in heaven, one on earth, are truly the same family but their fates are worlds apart."

Lieu Thi heard those gossips, a look of pity immediately appeared on her face, she sighed softly and said:

"A Nguyen is a miserable child. When she returns, I will definitely make up for her well."

Tham Tri Dao pouted again and said contemptuously:

"For a concubine to be able to marry a general is already a great blessing, what else could she want? Besides, didn't she also donate her dowry to the military camp? It's like accumulating some blessings for herself."

As soon as her words fell, it immediately led to a chorus of complaints. Everyone is waiting to see, after I, that "poor widow" returns, how miserable, degraded and struggling I will end up. At that moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the palace gate. A family member rolled and crawled in, so excited that his voice changed tone:

"Old... master! Madam! General Tran Bac... General Tran Bac is back!"

All the guests in the hall were silent for a moment. The smiles on Lieu Thi and Tham Kinh's faces both stiffened.

“What nonsense!”

Lieu Thi shouted loudly.

"Isn't General Tran Bac... dead in battle?"

“No... no!”

The family member was so impatient that he was about to cry.

"The general's carriage has arrived right in front of the gate! There's... there's also Second Miss!"

Everyone's eyes simultaneously looked towards the gate. In that quiet atmosphere that seemed to stop breathing, Co Lam wore a dark-colored python robe, a long sword on her waist, held my hand, step by step entered the banquet hall. His body was tall, straight, and his face was cold and determined. The iron-blooded aura and murderous aura that had been tempered through many years of fighting in the desert were so oppressive that all the princes and aristocrats who were used to living in luxury present there felt it was difficult to breathe. As for me, I was wearing the royal phoenix uniform given by the Emperor himself, standing shoulder to shoulder next to him. The sunlight shines from behind the two of us, lengthening our silhouettes on the ground. The two of us are like a pair of charming fairies straight out of mythology, so dazzling that others don't dare to look directly at us.

“No way... No way...”

Tham Tri Dao looked at Co Lam standing right in front of her, her face as pale as paper, constantly shaking her head, looking like she had just seen a devil. Lieu Thi looked even more like she had been struck by lightning, her body staggered a few times, almost collapsing to the ground.

“The late... General's late…”

Tham Kinh trembled as he opened his mouth, even his words became stuttered.

“You... You're not…”

“Not what?”

Co Lam's cold eyes swept over him.

“Shouldn't he have died already?”

Cold sweat immediately broke out on Tham Kinh's forehead.

“No... don't dare! The official... the official didn't mean that..."

Co Lam didn't pay attention to him, just took my hand and slowly walked to the middle of the banquet hall. His eyes slowly stopped on the Third Prince. The Third Prince's face at this moment was even more unsightly than Tham Tri Dao's. He tried to stay calm, stood up, and forced a smile.

“The late general did not die, which is truly a happy thing. This king..."

“It seems like your highness... doesn't seem very happy?”

Co Lam interrupted him, the corners of her lips curled up into a cold smile.

“Sa...how is that possible.”

The third prince smiled wryly in response.

“That's good.”

Co Lam nodded slightly, then suddenly raised her voice, her voice echoing throughout the entire banquet hall: "Because this time I came back, I brought a big gift, I want to personally give it to His Highness and the future Crown Princess!" As soon as his words ended, Lam Phong led a team of soldiers to escort a person tied tightly with rope, whose whole body was tied to the point where he could not move, and slowly walked in. As soon as that person saw the Third Prince, it was as if he saw a savior and shouted loudly: “Your Highness! Save me! Your Highness!” The Third Prince's face instantly lost all color.

“This is... Tay Vuc poison master, Sa Hat.”