Forensic Imperial Concubine

"Try not to worry yourself too much. Rolando may be a cold man, but he is by no means a vicious man," Harper said slowly. "There is a saying that all emperors are unfaithful and fickle, but they are also affectionate."

A wry smile crept onto Lucas' face. What Harper said sounded contradictory and ironic. Emperors were fickle because they would soon abandon a woman they had just doted on; emperors were affectionate because they would fall in love with multiple women at the same time but such affections didn't last long.

"I'll be taking my leave now, Aunt Harper."

The receding back of Lucas seemed so lonely. Seeing that, Harper helplessly shook her head and blurted out, "He is another hair-splitter."

"Your Highness, why did you say that?"

"I guess he must have been irritated by Prince Francis. As a result, he has no clue what he's supposed to do for the time being. And the younger sister who has grown up by his side is going to marry someone far away from him for political reasons, so he feels restless and cannot keep his cool." Harper had not expected that Lucas could actually be so warm-hearted and that he had been watching over the younger sister who had grown up together with him.

"Prince Lucas is also very affectionate, Your Highness."

"What do you mean?"

"He goes whoring almost every day. In fact, his lovers are available in almost every major brothel in the imperial capital. I even heard that when the courtiers go whoring, they would ask first if the prostitute they liked is Prince Lucas' lover, fearing that the prince would make trouble for them if the one they chose was really his lover," Nina blurted out. It was clear as day that she didn't think highly of Lucas.

out laughing. "Have you forgotten that

quickly to make sure that no outsider was there to hear it. Then, keeping a low voice, she said, "Your Highness, if anybody else heard what

emperor is like the most popular prostitute. Today, he curries favor with the empress; tomorrow, he will curry favor with a noble consort; the day after tomorrow, he will curry favor with a lady; and so on and so forth. There are so many women he can

at Barry, only to find that the color of his face had been changing bit by bit. In the end,

hold back his laughter. As a result, Barry's face grew even darker. He glanced at Matthew, wondering if Harper would

a concubine, Your Highness?" the maids asked Harper simultaneously. "Are you going to castrate His

his foot, which was just about to step into the yard. He wanted to know

him a divorce agreement and break up with him for good. Then, we won't ever have anything to do with each other anymore," Harper said in a cold voice. Although she made it sound like

are all so gullible! I have a sense of clear distinction between love and hatred. If I love him, I'll love him with all my heart. If I don't love him any longer, I'll break up with him peacefully. There

winked at Harper, trying to give her a sign that Matthew had returned and was right behind her. And he seemed to

remember what I said. If Barry dares to take a concubine, you have to castrate him, understand? If you can't do it, just tell me and I'll have someone do that

discord between me and Nina. Just wait and see. Very soon,

cough to let Harper know that

and asked, "Forsythia, do you have a sore throat? Have you caught a