Forensic Imperial Concubine

Harper wasn't naive to think that her younger sister Felicia was kind enough to visit her or bring her food. She had even apologized for ruining Harper's engagement when it was evident that she had worked hard to seize her engagement.

To Harper's surprise, the food that Felicia had brought wasn't poisoned. Nothing happened and she seemed normal even after consuming the food. Then why was Felicia here? She wouldn't meet her without a hidden agenda. But Harper couldn't figure out what her sister was up to, which made her apprehensive.

"Felicia, what on earth..." The exact moment Harper started to talk was when blood started dribbling from the corner of Felicia's mouth and her face turned pale. She was poisoned!

Harper had used silver chopsticks to test the food and found that the food wasn't contaminated. But how was Felicia poisoned?

"Oh my God!" Felicia's maid screamed as she stormed out of the room. "Terrible news! Lady Harper has poisoned Lady Felicia! My Lord, My Lady, bad news..." The maid was in utter shock as she fumbled with the words.

The corner of Harper's mouth twitched in anger when she saw the maid rushing out. Felicia was playing a trick to frame her own sister—she had poisoned herself. Disgust and coldness surged through Harper's eyes when she saw that Felicia was spitting blood on the table. She couldn't believe that Felicia had loathed her enough to go to the extent of poisoning herself, in order to frame her for it.

and distant to Harper ever since she had dragged her clan into her

arrived soon and gave medicines to detoxify Felicia. Charles and Sue rushed in as soon as the physician had left. The latter rushed towards Felicia and swept her into a tight

Harper to spin around and fall on the floor. Her forehead hit the corner of the table and was cut deeply. Blood gushed out

wound. Charles was shaking with rage and remained impervious to his daughter's words. The intensity of his look made it seem like he wanted to eat Harper alive. At that moment, he didn't look like her father, but

with every passing second. Harper was astonished to see her father treat her like an enemy. How could he do this to her? Wasn't she his daughter as well? Harper's heart bled when her father wished death upon

You want me dead, don't you? Am I not your daughter?" Harper bellowed as her eyes turned red. Charles was dumbfounded as his heart was drumming in his chest with panic. But his face had regained the same ferocity with which he

save yours, and now, you are jealous of your own sister and have tried to kill her. You are a vindictive woman. You don't deserve to be

supposed to love her and give her a chance even if

Harper roared. She was already hurt and didn't have the strength to fight him. She stared at him as blood continued to gush from her forehead. She looked at the malice in her father's face and felt that he was not a human, but a vengeful beast under the