Forensic Imperial Concubine

"So, how does it feel, lying in the bed with the pretty woman?" A voice came from out of the blue.
Sitting up, Francis asked instead, "How is it going?"
"Some of Felix's men have decided not to join us. But the rest are still thinking about it. I'm pretty sure that it's just a matter of
time before they join us. On the other hand, I just don't understand why you acted so boldly today. You even got yourself sick just
so you could be with that woman for a while," Jason teased. "You even asked me to keep Zack from leaving the palace. Aren't
you worried at all that Matthew might get suspicious?"
"That man has never trusted me anyway," Francis replied slowly. "It won't make that much of a difference. He might just become
more careful around me next time."
"Felix had an argument with his wife and the latter fell to the ground by accident. She ended up losing her baby," Jason said
indifferently, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. "They are like enemies now. They'll quarrel and fight once seeing each other,"
he continued.
"We can't let them die so easily. Otherwise, we can't have more fun from their misery," Francis remarked. He coughed after
saying that. It seemed that he was feeling under the weather.
"Please take good care of yourself. Stop treating yourself like this; do you understand?" Jason asked, his face turning into a
frown.
With a bitter smile on his face, Francis said, "Jason, now that you have met her, what do you think?"
"Strange." Jason summarized his impression of her in one word. She felt like a total stranger to him now, so much so that it was
like he never even knew her at all. The feeling was much too different from what it was in the past. "She looks like a totally
different person to me," he added.
"What do you mean by that? Are you saying that she isn't the woman you knew before?"
"It was said that some people suspected her identity back when she was still living in the Chu Clan's mansion, but it had already
been proven that she was indeed the real Harper. But I just don't understand how a person could change so much." Jason was
so confused. "And I have no idea what she's thinking at all. If possible, I think it would be better for you to stay away from her."
"I can't do that," Francis exclaimed at once.

"You have to try to stay away from her whether you like it or not. Rarely do I think that someone is dangerous, but I think she is.
She gives me the same kind of feeling that Matthew does. Matthew is cold, while she is gentle. But neither of them will be at
other's disposal. I can tell that Matthew loves her so much. I don't think she is just an ordinary woman. We don't really know her
that well."
"That's your junior sister apprentice you're talking about. Aren't you getting chills from how cold you are being?"
"I'm the one who is actually chilled by her coldness. Okay?" Casting Francis a glance, Jason pointed out, "That woman doesn't
seem to know me at all. She even told me that she has left all her past memories behind. Her new life began from the unfair
execution. I don't even know what she meant by that."
"The unfair execution?" Francis echoed. Francis understood right away. Harper had almost been executed because of the death
of Maxwell's only son. Our father wanted to kill her to quell Maxwell's anger. In fact, they made a deal back then. Murdering
Maxwell's only son was a perfect excuse for Harper's execution.
Everyone believed that was going to be the end of her. No one would have expected that she would ask for Matthew's help. As
the official in charge of the execution, Matthew showed a rare act of kindness. But was it true that he helped Harper just out of
the goodness of his heart? Or was it some kind of plot?
Francis couldn't help but frown as these thoughts ran through his mind. For years now, he had closely followed and analyzed the
political situation. On one hand, their father seemed to want to support Felix, while on the other hand, he had been offering
opportunities for the princes to compete with him. Back then, Francis was under the assumption that their father merely wanted
to make Felix a better heir to the throne through the challenges from the other princes.
But later on, he came to realize that their father's aim wasn't to mold Felix into a better successor. Instead, he was doing all of
those things to suppress him. Their father didn't even give the military power to Felix. Even though he was the legal heir to the
throne, it simply put him in a passive position.
"Jason, do you have any idea what our father is thinking?" Francis asked, feeling quite curious.
"Who knows what the old man is thinking? All I know is that the situation right now is definitely not good!" Although Jason hadn't
been in the imperial capital for years, he knew about their father's temper so well. "He is heartless and cruel. He would even kill a
son without batting an eye to keep his throne," Jason blurted out.

"He will never let the Bright Dynasty fall while it is under his rule," Francis added in a low voice moments later. "No matter how
heartless and stupid he may be, he will never allow the Bright Dynasty to be buried in history. However, I just don't know who
he's going to choose to be the true heir."
"The heir?" Jason burst out laughing. "Felix is already screwed. Walden has been relegated to a civilian and he has banished to
the borderland. Hoffman was relegated to a civilian and is being kept imprisoned in the Repenting Tower. As for Lucas, he has
never really been taken seriously by our father. And Wale is still too young. Taking those things into consideration, who do you
think is going to inherit this brilliant throne?"
"Jason, you seem to be forgetting someone." Francis stood up and walked up to the window. Looking outside, he said in a cold
voice, "Matthew!"
"Out of everyone, the old bastard hates him the most, doesn't he? How could it be possible that he would hand over the throne to
him? He would rather destroy the throne than give it to him!" Jason firmly believed. "It's impossible for the old man to choose him
to be the heir."
"That leaves just one other option. Lucas," Francis said. Although there was a gentle smile on Francis' face, he looked sinister
and ruthless at that moment. Anyone who saw that smile would feel chills down their spines.