Forensic Imperial Concubine

When Douglas woke up, he found himself tied to a tree trunk. Felton, on the other hand, was leaning against another one not far
from where he was, his head tilted to the side. Douglas didn't know if his brother was alive, but immediately felt his blood run cold
when he saw the man and woman sitting side by side by the fire.
"Your Highnesses, what are you doing? We are family, remember? Why did you tie me up?" Since Douglas knocked out by
Matthew the time he saw him, he had no idea what the couple did to the rest of the Qin Clan. As for him, he initially thought that
they kidnapped him mainly because they wanted to use him to threaten his clan and save Felton. Now that he realized that
Felton was already saved, he became confused as to why they still took him.
"You're awake," Harper said as soon as she noticed Douglas had already come to his senses. "That's good. You're here because
I want to ask you a few questions. If your answers satisfy me, there will be rewards. If you fail to do so, you will be punished,"
she continued as she roasted hare meat on the raging fire.
"Princess Harper, we are cousins. You can ask whatever you want to and I will tell you everything I know. But can you untie me
first?" Douglas pleaded.
This plea seemed to fall on deaf ear because instead of responding, Harper just started asking questions. "What is the purpose
of the Qin Clan?" she asked, her eyes deep and her facial expression undecipherable.
"Purpose? Is there any other purpose other than trying to remove the curse its members inherited? You've seen Felton. If things
go on like this, he will be the first one to not survive," Douglas said with a grin.
Harper turned to look at Douglas, her stare piercing. As she looked away, she sent a potent surge of her vital energy towards
him, leaving him a huge gash on his shoulder.
Douglas screamed at the top of his lung because of the pain. The pained shriek was so loud that it startled and disturbed the
birds within a mile radius. It took him a good while to calm himself down, and when he did, he glared at Harper as tears welled in
his eyes. He was shocked that she dared treat him like that.
Harper ripped some roasted hare meat from its bones and fed it to Patrick, which was sitting next to her like a guard intent on
protecting its master. It seemed to be enjoying the treatment it was being given, looking fully satisfied.
"Next time, think thoroughly before you answer. I'm not into sarcastic, annoying responses. Try that again and I promise you your
forehead will be my next target." Harper's voice was so sweet and soft, and her smile hadn't left her lips. The sharp contract
between the threating words she just said and her angelic demeanor was enough for anyone to tremble in fear.

Matthew wasn't meddling with his wife's business. While all of this was happening, he was just carefully cutting the roasted hare
meat into tiny pieces and feeding it to Harper. He would occasionally eat some, but just seeing his little wife torture a bastard was
already satisfying to him.
"I'm just telling the truth!" Douglas murmured in between his gasps for air. With his arms tied, he couldn't tend to his injury, so he
was trying to stabilize himself by taking in deep breaths.
"I decide whether you're telling the truth or not. If I think you're lying, I'll continue cutting up your flesh like it's this hare meat.
Again, try not yelling out dumb answers. I would enjoy them if I was in a good mood, but unfortunately I am not. That first attack
was just the tip of the iceberg—I have more ways to torture you than you'll ever learn. And if you think I'd hesitate to kill you,
don't. Most of the members of the Qin Clan died twenty years ago. Adding you to that list would not be a big deal. Get it?" Harper
said coldly.
Douglas' jaw dropped. Harper was not bluffing—she would kill him!
"What do you want to know?" Douglas said exasperatedly. He was starting to feel uneasy, and honestly, scared. At that moment,
all he was wishing for was that Felton would wake up soon. He knew with him around, Harper wouldn't be as vicious as she
currently was.
Instead of answering, Harper put a bone directly into Patrick's mouth. Patrick seemed displeased with this, but with Matthew
around, it didn't dare act up. It gnawed the bone resentfully as it stared at Douglas with its bright green eyes, thinking, 'If you
annoy my master once again, I, too, would leave a gash on your body!'
"I know the Qin Clan works with so many people. Name them all." Harper asked straightforwardly. She thought the Qin Clan had
the courage to battle against Matthew in public because their background was strong enough to compete with him.
Douglas was confused and asked, "Aren't you the one who cooperates with us?"
Harper rolled her eyes. The next minute, Patrick shot out like a flash of lightning, followed by a shrill scream. Patrick drew out its
sharp claw, on which there was still blood dropping, but Douglas was so painful that his face was distorted and his eyes were
widen out of anger. If he could move, he would definitely risk his life to fight Harper.
"Douglas, it seems that you haven't learned your lesson. If I am the one who cooperates with the Qin Clan, do you dare to
oppose me like this? Do you think I'm easy to fool?" Harper said slowly.

With the veins on his forehead standing out, Douglas ground his teeth in anger. After a long while, he opened his mouth and
called, "Darren."
The resentment was burning in Harper's eyes. Before Douglas could say something to stop it, Patrick, which was standing on his
shoulder, clawed him again with its sharp nails piercing into his collarbone. It was so painful that he couldn't help but tremble.
This woman was not a human being. His life was worthless in her eyes.