Forensic Imperial Concubine

Harper quietly watched the fight like a random outsider, and even talked with Forsythia from time to time, commenting on how the fight was going.

"Francis has been sick for many years. I never would have expected that even when he fights, it would be so pleasing to the eye. No wonder everyone keeps saying that he is so handsome." Harper couldn't help but exclaim. It cropped up in her mind that when Matthew fought, he seemed so cruel that she didn't really have the heart to watch. As the sword flashed, the head of the enemy had been cleanly cut off and his blood had been spilled all over the place. In Francis' case, he seemed as ethereal as the wind, winding like a dragon as he fought. At that moment, he was so dashing and handsome.

When she heard Harper's remarks, Forsythia carefully observed Francis' every move. It was indeed beautiful to watch, but Forsythia said with such disdain, "It is just pleasing to the eye, but not practical. In contrast to this, His Highness is really awesome. His martial arts is unbeatable, and no one can possibly hold a candle to him."

Hearing this, Harper pinched Forsythia's cheek. Due to the pain, the latter grimaced. However, the smile on Harper's face suddenly disappeared and she loosened her grip on Forsythia's cheek. "It looks like we're in trouble."

Another group of assassins appeared out of the blue and went straight toward Harper. Obviously, the two groups of assassins were from different parties. One group was trying to kill Francis, while the other was trying to get rid of Harper.

"Stay behind me, Your Highness," Forsythia said, pointing her sword at the assassins as they went all-out, thrusting their swords to hit Harper's vital organs. Although Forsythia was fluent in martial arts, protecting Harper from so many assassins was not an easy task.

"Are the secret guards nearby?" asked Harper slowly.

surrounding Harper and preventing any assassins

group of assassins were targeting at Harper, Francis was a bit uneasy. But as soon as he saw Harper called out the secret guards, he felt so relieved that he was

the way they move, they are most likely from the South Kingdom," Harper said as she squinted her eyes. "I see. So, Diana is in

attack her even more desperately. Harper quickly took out a signal flare from

that Harper would recognize that the assassins were from the South Kingdom merely by the way they moved. Because of that, her aim was easily exposed. Now that it was clear that she wouldn't be able

cover her face, and jumped into the fray. Since her identity had already been exposed, she had no reason to hold back anymore. Harper might not be afraid of the venomous insect poison, but the same thing

poison. Squinting her eyes, Harper suddenly pulled out a dagger and cut her palm. The vibrant crimson

useless. Despite her resentment, Diana wouldn't give up so easily. Even though she could no longer use the poison, she

also seemed to be unable to fend for themselves. In the end, the two groups of assassins blended together and couldn't even tell who belonged

a little longer; the reinforcements will be here very soon." Francis stopped

the enemies. In this bloody battlefield, Harper was probably the only one who didn't have