Forensic Imperial Concubine

Harper didn't know whether she should laugh or cry. The pictures had been finished a long time ago, so she almost forgot about them. Why would Matthew suddenly bring it up now? Could it be because he got stimulated seeing Francis? But it wasn't like she did anything that might stimulate him when Francis was around. So, why would Matthew be interested in seeing the pictures?

If she had known things would go this way, she never would have painted the pictures to poke fun at Jason. Now, it turned out that she had also gotten herself in trouble by doing so. Having this in mind, she looked at her husband in total bewilderment.

"Darling, don't tell me… that you have changed from being straight to gay?" Harper asked, as if this was the only logical reason she could come up with to explain why Matthew was asking for the pictures.

However, she later swore to herself to never dare make such a joke to him ever again, for her waist almost got broken by this man when they made love all because of this stupid joke!

"Matthew, you bastard!" Trying to catch her breath, Harper threw herself back to the bed. She felt weak from all the lovemaking. 'Is he still a human?' It was him who did all the work all over her body, so it should be him who was more exhausted, right? But why was it that she was the one who had to beg for mercy in the end? And why was she the one gasping for breath on the bed right now? It didn't make any sense!

"Are you getting up, Your Highness?" Forsythia checked up on Harper, trying to hold back her laughter.

Rolling her eyes, Harper replied, "Go ahead and laugh if you want. I won't punish you for this!"

burst out laughing, Harper's face darkened. In the end, Harper decided to just ignore it and go back to sleep. There was still some time before the Worship Ceremony started, so she could take a nap again before watching the grand ceremony of the

the house. With his eyebrows raised, he asked,

too tired and just fell asleep again," she smiled. "The ceremony will

have a look," Matthew insisted When he pushed the door open, he immediately spotted Harper who had turned herself into a silkworm by wrapping herself up with the quilt. She was sleeping soundly. When he saw this, a doting smile crept onto his face. Then, he reached out to pull Harper out of the quilt and said, "Harp, time to get up. You should wash

last thing Harper wanted to do now. Unfortunately for her, she didn't have the strength to resist Matthew. So, she had no other choice but to let him dress her up, as she lazily leaned against his chest like a spoiled little girl.

slowly and elegantly dressed Harper up, but when he was about halfway through, he suddenly stopped and said, "On second thought, I don't think it's such a good idea. Let me help

freed herself from his arms, grabbed her clothes from him, and got dressed as fast as she possibly could without bothering to check how she looked. "It's time to get up. I shouldn't be sleeping any longer.

looking at Harper up and down, and he answered, "Well, I think you're craving for the bed because you miss me and want me. As your

face turned red at once. Then, she poked Matthew's chest and protested, "Do you have no sense of shame? It's daytime now; stop thinking about any

you want to sleep a little longer, then I'll let you do so. Is that really something inappropriate for children? What on

breath, asking Forsythia to bring her water so she could wash up. "Matthew, will

here. Given that we're already here, and that their goal has already been achieved, there is no longer any reason for them to pull any