Forensic Imperial Concubine

"Harper, who is Chad Chu?" Daphne finally found her tongue.
Rolando also turned to look at Harper, waiting for the answer. He also wanted to know who Chad Chu was. There shouldn't have
been someone he didn't know in the Chu Clan. After all, he had been watching Harper for so many years, long enough for him to
know even the name of her family's dogs.
"A person very important to me," answered Harper with a bright smile.
"How important is he? More important than your hus..."
Just then, Darren coughed. Harper turned to him at once and said, "Your wound hasn't healed yet. Have a good rest first and
don't talk too much. I'll definitely develop the antidote for you."
No sooner had Harper done speaking than she turned on her heel and was about to seize the time to make the antidote. But she
was stopped by Darren. He looked at her greedily and asked softly, "Would you just disappear again after I close my eyes?"
Harper turned back a bit, held Darren's hand and comforted him, "Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere. I'm just leaving for a while
to make the antidote. You're lucky enough to survive, but you won't hold out much longer if I can't find the antidote."
But Darren still held Harper's hand and begged like a child, "Then don't go before I fall asleep."
"Okay," Harper agreed at once, and tucked Darren into bed. "Close your eyes and sleep. Don't open them, will you?"
Darren obediently closed his eyes, but didn't let go of Harper's hand. Rolando had never seen Harper hold someone's hand with
such a gentle and doting smile. He had never seen this woman acting in this way. But his lips curled up slight and he thought
with gloat, 'Matthew, you're in serious trouble!'
"Harper."
"I'm here."
"I can't fall sleep. Please sing me my favorite song."
"Okay," Harper agreed again without hesitation, like she would meet all Darren's requirements unconditionally now. She started
humming and tried to put the man to sleep.

When Derrick came over, what he could see was something rather hard to understand. Daphne was standing not far away,
seemed quite lost as if she was petrified. Matthew, on the other hand, sat on the chair next to the bed, while Harper sat by the
bed, one hand holding the hand of Darren's, the other gently patting on him, humming a melody they had never heard.
"Is Darren..."
"Hush!" Daphne turned around immediately and gestured for his father to stop talking. Then she dragged his father away and
said, "Father, Darren... Darren..."
"What's wrong with him?" Derrick asked calmly.
"He has lost his memory. He can recognize no one except for Harper." A sad look appeared on the girl's face, "He doesn't even
recognize me."
Hearing that, Derrick actually breathed a sigh of relief. His son lost his memory even though his brain wasn't hurt. Was it
because of the Spiritual Poison?
"When can he regain his memory then?" Derrick asked again calmly. What he cared most now was when his son was he able to
remember everything, or when would Harper be able to make the antidote.
Daphne shook her head dejectedly, and replied "I don't know. He has been clinging to Harper since he woke up. I won't know
what exactly has happened to him until Harper comes out and explains it."
Derrick stood by the door of Darren's room, looking inside and asked, "Do you know when will Harper produce the antidote?"
Daphne shook her head again. Under such circumstance, if Harper had already developed the antidote, she would immediately
give it to her brother. But since she didn't, it meant there might still be a lot of work.
When Harper came out, she had a rather grave look on her face. Seeing that Derrick and Daphne were both waiting outside, she
said, "I will develop an antidote as soon as possible. His injury is not a big deal. It will soon heal."
"What exactly happened to Darren? Why can't he remember anyone except you?" Daphne asked, a bit unhappy. The man was
her brother. Why did it suddenly look like that he was Harper's brother instead?
Harper frowned, saying nothing for a few seconds. It was hard to explain, because the man alive at the moment was not Darren
at all, but Harper's own brother, Chad Chu in her previous life. She didn't know why he would come here, and she was still very
surprised.

"I don't know."
"Are you sure you've no idea what happened to Darren?" Apparently, Daphne didn't believe it. Harper had never been so
intimate with her brother before. But today, she cried in her brother's arms, sang songs and then patted him to sleep. She was
like a totally different person in front of her brother today.
"I really don't know."
"Then when will Darren get his memory back?" Daphne didn't persist, but changed her question and turned her attention back to
her brother's memory problem. What she cared about the most at the time being, was when Darren could recover his memory.
Harper shook her head. "That I don't know, either. Maybe in three days, maybe in three months, or perhaps in three years. There
is also the possibility that he would never recover."
"Can't you cure it?" Daphne asked in shock, not knowing what to do if Darren remained like that for the rest of his life.
"In fact, it might be good for him to forget things. Once he forgets it all, he can start all over again," Harper slowly said, "Well, I
need to develop the antidote, and hope I can work it out in the shortest time. In the meantime..."
Harper took a look back at the man in the room and said, "please take care of him."
"Don't worry. He is my brother. I will surely take good care of him." Daphne patted Harper on the shoulder, and took a look at the
darkened face of Matthew. Then she suddenly approached Harper and whispered in her ear, "Are you going to leave Matthew
and be with my brother?"
Harper glared at Daphne and rebuked, "Stop pulling my leg."
Daphne pouted towards Harper's back as she went away. "You can't deny it even though you didn't admit it. You treat my brother
so well!"
When Rolando passed by Daphne, he gave a weird and sharp look at her, which contained so many meanings that she couldn't
read. But she immediately stared back, displaying no intention of backing down, for she thought that her brother would win
Harper from this sour-faced man sooner or later!