Forensic Imperial Concubine

Since Harper feared that she would wake Lilian up if ever she slept beside her as she was someone who would always toss and turn in the sleep, Lilian ordered her servants to clean up the side room for her. That night, she slept incredibly well mainly due to the fact that she had been travelling so much and hadn't had proper rest along the way. She then awoke the following day because something seemed to be stuck to her face, making her feel itchy and uncomfortable.

"Stop it. Let me sleep a little longer!" she murmured when she realized that there was actually nothing on her face and that someone was just messing with her.

Rolando laughed. "Harper, it's late. Get up and have breakfast."

Harper opened her eyes lazily and saw Rolando sitting next to her bed with a white feather in his hand. He looked at her tenderly, like a guardian angel would do to the person he was watching over. "I have already come back from the imperial court session. Get up, Lilian is waiting for you to have breakfast."

Indeed, it was late. When she finally realized this, she patted her forehead. "I've slept so well that I totally forgot that I am not in my mansion! Rola—oh, I'm sorry, I can't call you that now."

Harper then lay on her side and rested her chin on her hand. With a beautiful smile on her lips, she said, "Your Majesty, what time is it now?"

Rolando's face became grim. "It's 8:30 am," he replied as he fiddled with the feather he used to wake Harper up.

about to get up, Rolando suddenly launched tickle attack against

"Don't take it too seriously! It's just a form of address. Also, I've heard from Lilian that you don't like it

Kingdom?" Rolando asked as he looked at Harper helplessly. "And besides, you are not just someone

are friends,"

so indulgent with you. It's so late, but you

clothes behind the screen. The clothes worn by the people of the Great Jade Kingdom were both beautiful and complicated, so after a long time struggling, she admitted defeated. She stretched her neck out past the height of the screen and saw that Rolando was still

that

gorgeous, they are truly mind-boggling to wear. I truly think the clothes of my country

and approached the screen, blatantly ignoring the differences between men and women. Harper also didn't care about those at all. Besides, she was

should be connected with here, here..." Rolando spoke in a pleasant voice, and his fingers were incredibly agile. Harper stared at his fingers in a daze, quickly realizing how beautiful they were—long, slender, and soft like jade. Matthew's hands were as beautiful, but in a warrior kind of way—powerful and adept at fighting. Soon, Harper's messy clothes started to make sense and look normal thanks

said, looking at Harper's clothes with much satisfaction on his face. "What do you think? Do you still think that the clothes of my

seemed easy and uncomplicated, but I still prefer simpler ones. I