Forensic Imperial Concubine

A murderous look flitted across the Harper's eyes. She was going to find out the identity of the bastard who orchestrated Darren's death. 'I will kill him if that's the last thing I do!' she determinedly thought to herself.

Derrick, the lord of Phoenix City, met the gaze of the current Darren. As he did, his stare became cold and piercing. For him, Darren looked too spaced out and emotionless that Daphne, his own sister, who was sitting beside him, was visibly looking very uncomfortable.

"Darren, this is our father," Daphne reminded him in a hushed voice. Darren, however, didn't care. All he could think of at the moment was Harper.

Slowly, he closed his eyes and tried to fall back asleep. The wound on his chest was aching so badly that even moving a little would send him screaming in pain. Because of that, he elected to simply lie on his bed, ignoring everything that was happening around him. Unfortunately for him, the two people inside his room, intently staring at him, made him feel quite uncomfortable.

"Darren, do you remember anything else?" Derrick asked slowly and gently. "You couldn't remember anyone. Daphne feels deeply sad because of that."

Once again, Darren didn't reply, nor did he open his eyes. It seemed like he had already fallen asleep, his breathing steady and his long eyelashes lying motionless. But then no one could rule out that he was just ignoring the people who were trying to talk to him.

Derrick frowned and was about to shake Darren awake when Daphne stopped him. With a sigh, she led him outside to talk. "Father, please be patient," she said as she closed the door behind her. "Darren is seriously hurt. Yes, he seemed to have forgotten us, his family, but at least he finally woke up, right? Also, he remembers Harper, so he hasn't lost all of his memory. Let's just be patient, please."

Derrick asked, annoyed. "You grew up with him, and you two shared the

core, but at that point, all she was thinking was how fortunate her brother was to survive being injured and poisoned. She wasn't expecting too much at all, but she still hoped that Harper would be able to develop an antidote as soon as

currently running high, but I beseech you to not cause any more trouble for her or for Darren." Her anxiousness was starting to take

that would only last Darren a few days—a week, at most. If Harper decided to halt finding a cure to the deadly effects of the poison, there would be nothing they would be able to do other than leave Darren for

her progress. When he arrived, he didn't immediately announce that he was there, electing to observe Harper in her natural surroundings. He saw Matthew was there, sitting beside her,

a while, Derrick decided to make his

Matthew replied back. "Are you

and it seems like he is currently is too tired to talk. Daphne is especially having a hard time seeing her brother hurting. Her

how would he be able to remember Daphne? And even if he remembered

all right." Those were the only words she could think of. While she believed that Darren would get better, there was no way she

said. "And every time she did, she sounded