Forensic Imperial Concubine

Although Hailey came back, she only stayed home for three days and then went back to work. After all, she was the only female
imperial physician in the Imperial Academy of Medicine. Many ladies would ask for her help when they suffered from pain. That
was an advantage of being a female physician. Therefore, Hailey was very busy dealing with her work all the time. Harper also
kept herself busy. She had been researching about things she could sell. She locked herself inside the room and saw nobody
these days. Even Nina and Anabel had no idea what she was doing exactly.
Enya had always been curious. She had tried to break in to see what was going on several times, but she was stopped by Nina
every time. They were of the same ranking as maids but only Nina had the maturity to stop Enya from being too nosy. Nina knew
that Harper would not want any of them to know what she was concentrating on.
On the other hand, the grievous sores on Felicia's face were finally healed after Hailey treated her face. But there were still
marks remaining on her face. Felicia would have to wear a veil when she went out from now on.
"My Lady, Lady Yvonne is here," Anabel told Harper after entering the room.
Harper paused on her research and stretched her tired arms. "Please let her in."
"Greetings, Harper," said Yvonne.
"Don't be so formal, Yvonne. We are sisters, after all. Take a seat," Harper replied. Yvonne looked a bit restless, but Harper
understood what she was worried about. So in the meantime, she kept her silence and wouldn't bring it up if that would make
Yvonne uncomfortable.
Yvonne must have sensed Harper's sympathy. Touched and overwhelmed with emotions, Yvonne fell on her knees. "Harper, my
dear sister, please help me!"
"Yvonne, what are you doing? Stand up quickly. People will think I'm being mean to you when you do that," Harper exclaimed
and helped Yvonne stand up. "We are sisters. If there is any trouble you are trapped in, just tell me. I will help you if I can."
Upon hearing that, Yvonne bit her lower lip and then said, "Harper, you know that I'm just the daughter of a concubine. My
mother is not favored by our father. And I am going to come of age very soon. My marriage is controlled by Lady Sue. If I don't
plan for myself, I'm afraid I won't have a good future. I don't think Lady Sue would choose a good husband for me."
"I know what you mean," Harper said in a flat tone before she took a sip of tea. "But I don't understand why you're telling me
this."

"I don't want to become Lady Sue's pawn against her enemies. I know Lady Sue may force me to marry into a business family if
it will bring her benefits. Or worse, she will force me to marry an old man. I'm still young, Harper! Will you let me be miserable for
all my life?" Yvonne wept.
"So you chose him?" Harper asked instead. Although she didn't mention who she was referring to, Harper was sure that Yvonne
knew who she was talking about.
"Harper, I know I've hurt you by doing this. I'm sorry. Please forgive me..." Yvonne cried.
"Okay, stop it, please. I don't care about your affairs and I won't say anything about it. But I just want to remind you that Lady Sue
is a very, well, let's say, capable woman. And you know Felicia is not a simple girl. Both of them are not easy to deal with. You'd
better be careful and don't let others find out that you're keeping something. Felicia is going to celebrating her birthday soon.
Once she comes of age, her marriage will be around the corner. Before that comes, you'd better plan well for yourself," Harper
said, her voice seemingly distant. She knew about Yvonne and Hansen's relationship. But if Yvonne wouldn't say it outright, then
she wouldn't say anything about it.
Thinking about what would happen if Felicia lost everything brought immense pleasure to Harper. Sue and Felicia used to
celebrate Harper's misery. It was just fair play and Harper couldn't wait to see their downfall.
"Thank you so much, Harper. I will keep your words in mind," Yvonne said gratefully.
"Well, just go back. Lady Carrie will worry about you," Harper urged.
"Yes, I'll see you later," Yvonne said.
She left the room with her maid. As soon as she went out of the Emerald House, she wiped the cold beads of sweat off her
forehead. While talking to Harper, she was so afraid that Harper would declare what she had done. In that case, Sue would
certainly make her marry into a random family as soon as possible to cover the scandal. And Yvonne knew that it would be
definitely not a good family.
"Oh, it's you, my dear sister. Hello, Yvonne," Felicia greeted Yvonne with sarcasm. "Where did you just go? What? While I was
sick, you've already cozy up to Harper?"
"Nice to see you, Felicia," Yvonne answered. "Are you feeling better?"
Pak!

Felicia's palm connected with Yvonne's cheek. "You bitch! Are you hoping that I'll never feel better again?"
"No, Felicia. Why would you think that? I wish you will recover as early as possible. I always wanted to visit you, but Lady Sue
stopped me every time," Yvonne explained. She felt wronged and wanted to cry.
With another slap, Felicia said, "Stop pretending to be poor and fragile! There is no one else around us! I hate the sight of your
face. I wish I could cut your face. Who the hell do you think you are? You don't deserve to visit me!"
Yvonne covered her face with trembling hands. She feared that Felicia would seriously damage her face. Yvonne was well aware
that her beautiful face was her only advantage considering that she was only the daughter of a humble concubine. If her face
was disfigured, then there would be no hope for her.
"I'm sorry, Felicia. It's all my fault. Please calm down," Yvonne begged weakly.
"I'm not your sister! You're just the daughter of a concubine. You don't deserve to be called my sister at all. I'm going to marry the
heir of a prince in the future. And you? You are too dull, simple and low to be considered my sister!" Felicia finished in a haughty
tone.
"Yes, you are right, Lady Felicia," Yvonne responded politely. She even changed how she addressed Felicia. Lowering her head,
Yvonne tried her best to prevent herself from pissing Felicia off even more. Coupled with a bad temper, Felicia had always been
aggressive and arrogant. Everyone in the manor knew how to steer clear of her. Only Harper, who was more aggressive, dared
to fight back against Felicia. These days, Harper restrained herself from being too domineering. A controlled Harper was like a
volcano waiting to erupt, unpredictable. Felicia, on the other hand, remained as vicious and stupid as before. Yvonne had felt a
little guilty for seducing Hansen. But after what Felicia said and did to her, her remorse shrunk. She could only feel pride at
duping this stupid, holier-than-thou Felicia.