Forensic Imperial Concubine

The steward of Francis's mansion came in to report, "Your Highness, Lord Andy is here."

Francis nodded slightly and continued to mold the sugar figurine in his hand. Interestingly, it was in his own shape this time. "Let him in."

"Good evening, Your Highness," Andy greeted Francis with a smile and bowed down.

"Please rise, Lord Andy," Francis said in a soft tone. "How is Father?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness. His Majesty is fine. He's just worried about your health. That's why he ordered me to bring you some ginseng to add your nutrition. The imperial physician informed His Majesty that you have lost too much blood. After hearing that, His Majesty ordered me to send you all the top quality ginseng from the storehouse."

"I am so grateful to Father for his kindness and concern," said Francis. He struggled hard to sit up and make a kowtow to express his gratitude, but his wound was affected. Immediately, he opened his mouth and gasped in pain. Andy rushed forward to stop him and said, "Your Highness, please don't move. The wound is not fully healed. It might get even worse if it gets torn. His Majesty knows quite well about your love and respect for him and cares about your health very much."

"I can walk now. It's just that my wound got pulled up because of my excitement," Francis said with a smile. "Please tell Father that I'm recovering well. Also, please tell him not to worry about me. He should pay more attention to take care of himself."

"Your Highness, I will surely convey your words to His Majesty. Please have a good rest. I'm going back to the Imperial Palace and report to His Majesty right away." Lord Andy smiled like the Maitreya Buddha and took permission to leave. Among all the sons of the emperor, Francis was the most easygoing.

Francis

by Francis came into his sight. He couldn't help but feel funny. He

news about Matthew's return to the imperial capital

his study. His wife, Ivy, came with a cup of ginseng tea. "Maxwell, it's

will drink it later," Maxwell said

placed the tea on the desk. But she didn't leave immediately but kept staring at him for quite a while. Then she asked hesitantly, "Maxwell, have you been

heard the question. He

If you're tired of all of them, I can recruit two other beautiful concubines for you... Cough." Ivy began to cough. Recently, she coughed a lot, and always felt

you'd better wear some warm clothes. If you feel unhealthy, just call the physician in the mansion to diagnose you," Maxwell

Maxwell's words, his wife felt uneasy and her face suddenly turned pale. "Sorry, Maxwell, it's my entire

said impatiently. He was no longer interested in dealing with any of the women in his mansion. He understood that more women would result in inviting more trouble. The female population in his mansion was so stupendous that he couldn't even find out who had poisoned him. Fortunately, he remembered what

deputy general walked

well?" Maxwell asked in an

confused about Maxwell's future course of action. He even wondered if Maxwell was mentally stimulated, as he himself incited his concubine to cheat on him, and would go