Forensic Imperial Concubine

"Aunt Harper, do you remember the first time we met?" Francis asked casually with a pleasant smile, as if the question came innocently to his mind with no ulterior purpose.

Harper poured a cup of tea, holding it in her hand, touching it with interest, and she glanced at Francis a few times. When he thought she wouldn't answer, at last she opened her mouth.

"No, I don't remember that. I have a poor memory."

Francis' mood fluctuated slightly, and his eyes flickered with emotion. Fortunately, his face was always so pale that the change of his emotion could never make him look worse. He never expected that Harper would dare to say that she had a poor memory. He knew very well what a sharp memory she had. She could remember whatever she read, even when she read very fast. How could she say that!

"Oh well, it's good that you don't remember." Francis toyed with the jade ring on his thumb. "I feel much better. I'm sorry to keep you here for so long. Please go back now, Aunt Harper."

"Well, remember to be careful about what you eat, or you may fall into someone's trap again. You can't be sure that I will always be able to save you in time." Glancing at Francis again, Harper added, "Take good care of your master, Owen."

"Yes, I will, Your Highness."

Francis hinted to Owen to escort Harper out. He stared at her back, and kept his eyes in her direction even after she disappeared from his sight.

"She's gone. You're still in a daze." On the roof, Jason in a coquettish red robe crossed his legs. "Don't forget, she is a poisonous poppy flower from someone else's mansion. You can only see her from a distance, but you can't touch her."

"When will you officially return to the imperial capital?" Francis' voice was vague and abstracted.

Jason raised his eyebrows and looked askance at Francis with his amorous eyes. "Whether I come back or not, no one cares about me, not even the old man. As for the others, I'm afraid they prefer it when I'm not here."

"Find a good time to come back and help me," Francis said slowly. He had taken a risk to poison himself this time, in order to let Matthew and his wife know how much he hated his father. Everything he did was for the sake of revenge against the emperor, not to obtain power.

"When would be the right time? I've heard that he indulges in women and alcohol nowadays. Can his old body resist such passions?" Jason jibed in a cynical and mischievous manner.

"I've heard that the third Heavenly Book is in Uncle Matthew's mansion. Is it true?" Francis asked Jason, suddenly remembering the news.

Jason turned over and flew down from the roof and sat on Francis' bed. Supporting his upper body with both hands, he said, "I don't know if it's true, but I've heard some other interesting news that you'll be happy to hear."

"What news?"

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Clan come to the imperial capital at a time

is only one of them left, Harper Chu. Their secrets are passed down to their lineal descendants, including the Heavenly Book's secrets, the Qin Clan's secrets and the secrets of longevity. In the whole world, the one who is most entitled to inherit those secrets must be Harper." Jason looked at Francis with curiosity. "Francis, can you guess why

something to do with

left in her infancy. For many years, the old man sent people to monitor her, but there was nothing to raise any

lot

scheming and camouflaging herself every moment since her marriage, then she must be a completely

flashed in Francis' eyes, and a conjecture formed

taught by the same teacher. What kind of woman do you think she is?" Jason made a wry face

only two disciples, a boy and a girl. The girl, who was lovely and beautiful, was definitely not the poppy flower in Matthew's mansion!

use your real

"No, I didn't."

show your

"Of course I did."

her. Jason, can't you think straight? I recognized her at first sight. You used to live with her day and night. How could you not recognize her?" Francis said

impossible. She had no internal force at all as I checked her then. How

when Harper's

after

"When did he disappear?"

"Seven years ago!"

of here. How blind can you be? You don't even recognize

was looking for something. Who would expect that Matthew

what he wanted after an exhaustive search. He looked around the

lit in a dark room. Matthew was sitting by the table, staring coldly

The man was appalled with

me? I should have been in Francis' mansion, right? Why am I here? I didn't expect you to be the one to betray me." Matthew's indifferent voice revealed no emotion.

jump straight out of the window and escape, but Fred was standing guard outside it. He wanted to run out the door, but Matthew was sitting at the door. He knew he was not a match for Matthew. So he could only flee to the other side, but Barry was guarding

Noah, and even Barry, but never had he doubted Jack. Although Jack's personality was sometimes unsteady, he believed he would have been absolutely loyal and devoted to him. But to his disappointment, the person he had

that he couldn't escape. Even