Forensic Imperial Concubine

Maxwell quickly drank a cup of tea. Seeing that, Harper stood up and refilled his cup. But he drank it up soon again, and she refilled his cup one more time. Seeing that he was about to drain another cup of tea, she stopped him and said, "General, I suggest you taste the tea carefully with your tongue."

"For me, it tastes the same. I drink solely to relieve my thirst. I don't care whether it's tea or water." After drinking the tea, Maxwell stared at Harper with his tiger-like eyes.

Harper touched her face, convinced that there was nothing on her face. "General, I don't think you invited me here to enjoy the tea."

Maxwell remained silent for a while. Harper was patient. She didn't urge him to say anything. Instead she continued drinking tea. Finally, he opened his mouth and asked, "Harper, can I trust you?"

"What did you mean by that, General?" asked Harper in confusion.

"If all the physicians in the world say that a person is healthy, but you check his body and figure out that he is actually sick, what would you do? Would you consider him sick or not?" Maxwell asked, in order to make sure whether Harper was a trustworthy person to him.

"Of course he is sick!" Harper replied decisively.

"What if you will be killed on claiming he is sick? Would that deter you from speaking the truth?" Maxwell asked further.

I will hide this fact from others. That would be perfect! The patient is given the truth whereas others are given what they want to hear. It would be like hitting two birds with one stone. Does that sound like a good solution?" As she spoke, Harper adopted

a powerful person and may

Harper said. What she just said seemed to be irrelevant to the topic they were talking about. However, when Maxwell realized Harper was talking about something else to remind that someone might be watching them secretly, he stiffened for a second. He then stood up all of a sudden and swept the desserts on the

think you are doing?" Harper said in a seemingly anxious tone. She

of authority and was used to speaking in a loud voice. "Let me tell you this. I want to take you as a concubine! I think

cry out with pain. But he was relieved to have asked her this question. He knew that Harper had a bad reputation, so it took him ages to come up with this idea. Yes, he said those words deliberately to avoid the spy who was watching and listening to them secretly

low status, I am determined to never marry a man as his concubine! Never!" Harper

refuse me!" Maxwell roared so loudly that almost everyone on the street

the face so hard that all the onlookers on the second floor heard it. It took everyone by surprise. They had never expected that Harper would be bold enough to

this slap, Maxwell was dumbfounded for a few seconds. But soon, he regained his senses and was about to hit Harper. But someone stopped him.

"Hello, General Maxwell."

Zack standing not far from them. On his face, a gentle

which had been grasping Harper's wrist firmly. Taking this opportunity to escape, she quickly pulled herself away from Maxwell. Harper rubbed her wrist which had been bruised from Maxwell's grasp. Her beautiful face

Would you like to have a cup of tea with me?" he suggested as