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?"

has made contact with

did the Qin Clan come

lineal descendants, including the Heavenly Book's secrets, the Qin Clan's secrets and the secrets of longevity. In the whole world,

it have something to do with the secrets of their

the Qin Clan was destroyed, and there was only Harper Chu left in her infancy. For many years, the old man sent people to monitor her, but there was nothing to raise any alarms. Apart from her superb medical skills, she was arrogant, domineering and good for nothing,

a lot since

moment since her marriage, then she must be a completely different

and a conjecture formed in his mind. Harper's

of woman do you think she is?" Jason made

disciples, a boy and a girl. The girl, who was lovely

your real name at that

"No, I didn't."

show your

"Of course I did."

but she just changed her face a little. You have been with her for five years, and you still can't recognize her. Jason, can't you think straight? I recognized her at first sight. You used to live with her day

pale in utter shock. "That's impossible. She had no internal force at all as I

you remember when Harper's personality

after

"When did he disappear?"

"Seven years ago!"

and pushed him. "Get out of here. How blind

a figure who was looking for something. Who would

He looked around the whole northern garden and yelled, "Damn it! Where did

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

you here?" The man was appalled with

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.

Fred was standing guard outside it. He wanted to run out the door, but Matthew was sitting at the door. He knew he was

and even Barry, but never had he doubted Jack. Although Jack's personality was sometimes unsteady, he believed he

trapped in the room, he knew that he couldn't escape. Even if Matthew was