Forensic Imperial Concubine

"Murry." Felix contemplated the question long and carefully, and decided to visit Matthew after he returned. He didn't send any of his henchmen to frame Alexander, so he thought that Matthew couldn't find out that he also framed Alexander. To be safe, Felix felt it necessary to confirm his thought by himself.

Murry pushed the door in. "Your Highness, it's very late already. Why don't you turn back and get some rest?"

"Murry, Uncle Matthew will return tomorrow. You should go to the storehouse..." Felix paused. He thought he should give Harper a gift, but he felt so grumpy that the gambling house he had given Harper was snatching half of his business. Harper apparently cared only for money. He couldn't stand the idea of giving her another gambling house. The very thought of it made him feel ill.

"What gift do you think Aunt Harper would enjoy?" Felix wondered.

Murry scratched his head. He was a married man, but his wife was so gracious that any gift he gave her would delight her for a few days. Harper was another story. How could he know what Harper would like?

"Women like perfumes, cosmetics, silks, satins and velvets, don't they?" Murry suggested tentatively, "Your Highness, you acquired a pearl as big as man's fist a few days ago, right? All women like pearls."

Felix's eyes lit up and he said, "Go and bring me that pearl. I will send it to Aunt Harper tomorrow as my gift."

"Yes, Your Highness." Murry turned to walk out, but then he stopped and turned back awkwardly. "Your Highness, Her Highness said she liked it. She already took it away from the storehouse..."

Felix froze. He had almost forgotten about that. "That all right. I'll ask my wife for it myself. You may leave now."

As soon as Matthew and his wife arrived at the city gate, Owen left them quietly. As Francis' personal servant, he had taken a big risk to sneak out of the imperial capital. If he were found to be with Matthew, he could get in trouble.

"I'll go with you." Harper wanted to check Francis' condition straightaway.

A hint of pleasant surprise flashed through Owen's eyes, but then he looked at Matthew timidly. Constant fear of Matthew's displeasure had made a mark on him. It was relieving to see that the prince didn't seem displeased.

He just took a thick cloak and helped his wife put it on. Then, he helped her out of the carriage. Fred followed Harper to protect her.

After Matthew's procession entered the city, Owen, Harper and Fred avoided drawing attention to themselves and slowly entered the city, heading to Francis' mansion.

Owen glanced at Harper from time to time. "Lady Harper, His Highness must be very happy

She was thinking about something else and barely heard Owen's words. She was trying to guess who

at Owen, but said nothing. He knew Matthew's character very well, and that anyone who coveted Harper's beauty or hurt her had better be ready

The emperor sent his greetings, and Sherry sent tonics every day. Since the mansion was crowded with

to Francis' room. The prince was reading a book. He frowned in disapproval as Owen pushed the door open. "What did I tell you? I wish not to be disturbed by anyone. Ask them to leave.

back. Look who has come with me!" Owen raised his voice. Francis

face. She stepped forward and expertly checked his pulse. When she saw him in thin clothes, she asked reproachfully, "Why are you still wearing

Aunt Harper." Francis was overwhelmed. Like a naughty boy who had broken the rules, he dared not

begun to suspect that he was targeting Alexander, but when looking at him, she

his injured belly. "It was an emergency. I found myself standing in front

in the past." Harper checked his wound. The wound on his abdomen was

weakness, there still seemed to be a missing piece to the puzzle. "Well, your wound is recovering well, and the poison in your body has been removed. I'll write another

innocent as ever. He took out a sugar figurine and gave it to his aunt. "Take this

'Although I know the figurine is me, it doesn't look like me. Yet, as the prince, he is actually doing

you." Harper took it over. "Your mansion is very lively with all

them from visiting me again, Aunt Harper? I am a patient and I need to rest in peace. I

he

don't like to have

here only for the sake of my father, not because of me. I don't like

years older than her, he still seemed like a child to her. "Aunt Harper, will you

certainly meet again. Moreover, before she found out whether he was the

time. No one talks

healed yet,"

now. They don't let me get out of bed as they think I am too weak. With your help, I'm already stronger." Then, he took the quilt off him, got out of the bed, walked towards