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.
"That's so late! I really have to get up now!" Just as she was about to get up, Rolando suddenly launched tickle attack against
her. "You! I don't want to hear you call me 'Your Majesty' anymore!"
"Okay, okay, I got it!" The last thing Harper wanted was to be tickled. "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 when people call you by our name, so I wondered it would only be appropriate if I call
you 'Your Majesty.'
"Who dares to call my name directly in the Great Jade Kingdom?" Rolando asked as he looked at Harper helplessly. "And
besides, you are not just someone else. As you said, we are friends!"
"Yes, we are friends," Harper confirmed, nodding repeatedly.
Rolando could only roll his eyes. "Then hurry up and have breakfast. I don't know why Matthew is so indulgent with you. It's so
late, but you still haven't gotten up. Eating on time is good for your health!"

Harper then immediately got up and put on her 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 sitting outside. "Rolando, the clothes of your kingdom are too
complicated. I don't know how to wear them. Would you be able to ask some maids to come help me put on these garments?"
Rolando laughed. "I didn't expect that there is something you can't do!"
Harper's face turned red because of embarrassment. "Okay, I have never worn the clothes of your kingdom. While they all look
gorgeous, they are truly mind-boggling to wear. I truly think the clothes of my country are better—they're beautiful and easy to
put on!"
"It's simple to put on our clothes. You just don't have enough experience with them. I'll teach you." Rolando rose to his feet and
approached the screen, blatantly ignoring the differences between men and women. Harper also didn't care about those at all.
Besides, she was not naked but well-dressed.
"This, this should be like this. This 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 to Rolando's amazing directions.
"Well, it's done," Rolando 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 kingdom are hard to wear?"
"When you did it, it seemed easy and uncomplicated, but I still prefer simpler ones. I wouldn't have time to figure everything out if
I'm in a rush," said Harper.
"Why don't you just admit that you're lazy?" asked Rolando amusedly.
"You've read my mind. Yes, I am just lazy. It's too time-consuming to wear these clothes," Harper admitted as she giggled and
covered her mouth with her hand.
"Maids, please help Princess Harper with her washing." At Rolando's command, the maids came in one after another, and
started to serve Harper. "I'll be with Lilian. After you freshen up, come over quickly. Don't keep us waiting."
"Okay, go ahead. Thank you!" Harper waved her hand, and went straight to the bronze basin to wash up. Rolando went out and
headed straight for the main hall.

In the main hall, Lilian was waiting at the dining table. When she saw Rolando come in, she quickly stood up and greeted him,
saying, "Your Majesty, I've heard from a maid that you came back from the imperial court session. I have been waiting here for
quite some time but you just came now. I was close to thinking that the maid was telling me a lie."
"I attended to Harper first since she likes to stay in bed. If we don't wake her up and you wait to have breakfast with her, you and
our baby will be starving." Rolando then sat on a chair opposite Lilian. "She will be here soon. Don't worry."
"Okay, Your Majesty." Somehow, Lilian felt something wrong. If Harper liked to stay in bed, he could have just asked a maid to
wake her up. Why did he bother to do it himself? But then when she remembered what kind of personality Harper had, she
realized if somebody else woke her up, she would not get up.
"By the way, Your Majesty, I haven't seen the servant girl who came with Aunt Harper. Why is that?"