Forensic Imperial Concubine

"Yes, Your Highness," Fred responded in his deep and intimidating voice. For a man like him, it was a typical voice quality.
However, Harper thought that this kind of voice wouldn't work for her plan, so she frowned a little, then took out a pill and handed
it to him.
"Take it."
Fred took the pill from Harper's hand and immediately swallowed it without a bit of hesitation. However, what made him uneasy
was when he noticed that Harper had her eyes fixated on his every move. He had never imagined that he would one day be
forced to wear women's clothes. It made him feel so uncomfortable as if he was stripped naked and made to walk towards the
public.
"Your Highness, if we don't leave right now, we're going to be late for sure," Fred reminded her. His voice was no longer gruff and
deep but rather soft and sweet, which was very close to a woman's voice. Although he didn't consciously do anything to change
his voice, it sounded romantic with a hint of being coquettish. Any man who would listen to that voice would certainly melt in an
instant.
"It works well," Harper observed. When she noticed that Fred's face had turned pale, she stopped teasing him. She was on her
way out with Forsythia and Fred behind her when it so happened that Jack ran towards them in a hurry.
"Your Highness, the carriage is ready," Jack reported, grinning from ear to ear with all of his white teeth in full display. But when
Jack caught a glimpse of Fred, who was wearing a maid's uniform, he was only confused and wondered why there was a maid
who was unfamiliar to him.
"What are you looking at? I'll dig your eyes out if you don't look away!" Those words, which were clearly a threat, came out of
Fred's mouth in a soft and sweet voice, like a means of seduction.
Jack's eyes lit up upon hearing that. He moved closer to Harper and asked, "Your Highness, when did you get such a beautiful
maid?"
Harper turned to him and said, "Zack sent her here. She knows some martial arts skills and has a bad temper, so don't provoke
her."
"Yes, Your Highness. Since you have commanded it, I wouldn't even dare to annoy her," Jack obediently said, but he looked at
Fred from head to toe. Inside Jack's eyes were deep suspicion, as if he was inspecting Fred.

Fred squinted slightly but didn't say anything. He simply followed Harper as they made their way out of the mansion and into the
carriage. They were finally headed to the Imperial Palace.
While in the carriage, Fred frowned deeply at the thought of Jack's suspecting eyes on him. The more he thought about it, the
more the frown on his face deepened. He couldn't help but overthink every single thing.
"Unhappy," Harper said. Rather than a question, it was a statement. There was not a bit of doubt in her voice.
Fred looked at Harper with a confused expression on his face. He couldn't understand what she meant.
"You are not happy," Harper reiterated.
"Your Highness, I'm not unhappy. I'm just a little uncomfortable," Fred responded. He was telling the truth, but he didn't say that it
was all because of Jack. Fred chose to keep silent instead of talking about why he was frowning.
For the longest time, Forsythia had kept her eyes on Fred. Then, for a brief second, she looked at herself and then back at Fred
again. She turned to Harper with sadness in her eyes. She then sighed before saying, "Your Highness, compared to him, I look
more of a man."
When Harper heard her concern, she burst into hysterical laughter. While Fred was disguised as a female, he actually looked
gentle and charming. In particular, with his expressive eyes and slightly furrowed eyebrows, he looked like a gentle girl who was
very sensitive and cared about a lot of things.
In comparison, Forsythia looked casual and carefree. Perhaps it was because she had been studying martial arts since she was
a child and become a woman with a wild and daunting disposition. Compared with the demure female Fred, Forsythia looked
more of a man indeed.
"Miss Forsythia, don't make me laugh," Fred said.
"No, I'm not trying to make you laugh. I'm serious. By the way, you have to call me 'Sister Forsythia' when we're outside. Do you
understand, Sister Freda?" Forsythia told her carefully while she raised her eyebrows. On the other hand, Fred frowned again,
as if he was trying his best to restrain his emotions. It was not until quite a while later when he hesitantly said in a soft voice,
"Yes, Sister Forsythia."
His voice sounded so melodious that Harper had goose bumps all over her body. Covering her face with both hands, Harper
said, "Fortunately, you're a man. Otherwise, I believe a lot of men would fall for you."

The expression on Fred's face became gloomy. He was a man, a real man. If it weren't for the sake of Harper's safety, he would
not have disguised himself in such an awful way. But his sacrifice was only paid back with Harper's chuckle while she looked at
him. How could she laugh at him? Fred thought that there was no doubt that he was a man, but if he were to be a woman, he
would certainly marry a man like his master Matthew. When Fred got a hold of himself and caught his own self, the expression
on his face became duller. He turned his head away from Harper and Forsythia, the evil mastermind and her accomplice. He was
only doing what he thought was right but these two were taking advantage of him.
When they were still considerably far from the palace gate, the carriage came to a stop. Because of the emperor's birthday
banquet, the security check at the palace gate was very strict that day. The remaining path to the Imperial Palace had been
completely blocked by carriages that were parked on the road. A lot of people got off the carriages and walked to the palace gate
on foot.
"Your Highness, the road ahead has been blocked but fortunately, we're not that far from the palace gate," Forsythia said after
lifting up the curtain of the carriage and taking a look ahead. In front of them were carriage after carriage which were struck as
well.
"Let's get off the carriage and walk from here," Harper announced. Unwilling to wait in the carriage, she chose to get moving right
then and there. Just after taking a few steps, she heard someone calling her name. She looked around and found out that it was
Lucas.
"Lucas," Harper greeted him.
When he was close enough, Lucas greeted her with a smile. "What a coincidence to meet you here, Aunt Harper! Are you by
yourself?"
"Matthew has to be in charge of the Imperial Palace's security today, so he came here early in the morning. By the way, you
haven't come to our mansion in a long time," Harper stated calmly.
"I actually miss your hot pot very much, Aunt Harper. When you cook it in the days to come, don't forget to call me and I'll be at
your mansion in a second."
"I certainly will. That's a promise, okay?"
"Okay! I'll get going now." Lucas bid his goodbye and then stepped forward. The moment he passed by Harper, he said
something in a very low voice. It was barely audible for everyone to hear but loud enough for her.