Forensic Imperial Concubine

"Harper, Harrell, Harper, Harrell, Harper, Harrell, Harper..." As Carlson murmured the names, a thought occurred in his mind. He
suddenly stopped, turned around, and shook his head as if he had met a ghost. It was impossible! 'Harrell can't be Harper!' he
told himself.
With confusion filled his heart, he went to see his aunt, Nicole. He then told her that Charles had lost his wife many years ago
and hadn't been married since. He also told her that Charles wanted to marry her and asked whether Nicole would agree to it or
not. Carlson, actually, never thought that his aunt would agree. But unexpectedly, Nicole nodded in agreement without putting out
any fight.
Everything that happened today was far beyond Carlson's expectations. Right now, he became more suspicious of Harrell's real
identity. He was a powerful man in the imperial capital, but he had never climbed the wall in order to search for an unmarried
woman's house.
Once a doubt entered his mind, it was beyond impossible for him to relax. He felt restless throughout the day. Finally, he made
up his mind to verify the truth since only that would put his mind to rest. Minute by minute, his conviction that Harrell was actually
Harper began to grow stronger. Therefore, he decided to pay a secret visit to the Chu Clan mansion and sneak into Harper's
house.
"Who are you?" The moment he climbed over the wall, he was found by someone. He immediately raised his hands and said,
"I'm not a bad guy. I have a message for your lady!" Seeing the sword on his neck, Carlson wondered whether all the people
around Harper were so terrible. He thought no one would find him if he went into Harper's house. But unexpectedly, he was
discovered as soon as he entered!
Forsythia frowned at Carlson and said, "Your Highness!"
Carlson was quite surprised. He obviously did not expect to be recognized by a servant girl. And from what he remembered, he
was certain that Harper had never brought this girl with her. This meant that this maid must have seen him before.
"What's up, Forsythia?" asked Nina after she got out of the house. When she saw the man who was controlled by Forsythia, she
covered her face as if she was afraid of being recognized by him.
Harper, inside the house, was also puzzled to hear the chaos outside. So she came out to check what was going on. The
moment she came out, Carlson stared at her as if he had seen a ghost. He stammered, "You... You... You are really Harper!" It
was difficult for him to finish his sentence.

Harper signaled to Forsythia to retreat before she invited Carlson inside the room. "Carlson, you came to see me so soon. If my
memory serves me right, we have parted just a short while ago."
"You cheat! You made an idiot out of me!" Carlson sat down casually, took the tea handed by Harper and drank it up. His ears
were still a little red and Harper could tell he was offended.
"You also know my situation in this mansion. So, of course, I have to disguise myself when I go out, or there would be a great
uproar here." Harper filled the cup for Carlson again and then had some dessert delivered. "Are you here only because you
identified me? Or can I expect some good news?"
Carlson did not dare to look at Harper right in the eye. He merely nodded and said, "Yes. My aunt agrees so you can ask your
father to send a marriage proposal."
"Merely sending a marriage proposal will not be good enough. I will pass this news to my father and he will ask His Majesty to
issue a marriage edict. That would be better. Also, don't worry about your aunt. Once she comes to this mansion, we will take
good care of her." Harper had a thin smile on her face. She was a beautiful woman, and besides, she spoke in a very calm and
refined manner. Her behavior added more beauty to her. Now that Carlson had known her, he too was of the belief that rumors
weren't always accurate.
"When will you like the marriage to be held?" Carlson asked.
"Not very soon. Now that your aunt has promised to marry into the Chu Clan mansion, I have to deal with something
troublesome in the mansion. I'm in charge of the all the family affairs in the mansion. After your aunt is married into the mansion,
she will be the one responsible for everything. But I am sure that you don't want her to deal with many tricky things. So, I will fix
everything well before the wedding ceremony so that some of the burdens will be off from her shoulder," Harper said. She
pushed the dessert to Carlson, seeing he wasn't eating. "What, Carlson? Why do you look so embarrassed? Harrell is your
friend. Can't Harper be your friend too?"
What? You get me wrong. I just didn't know how to get along with you. After all, you are a woman, not a man. I was thinking of
how rudely I was in front of you. And I..." Carlson blushed before he could even finish his words.
Harper stretched out her hand and said, "Carlson, it doesn't matter if I am Harrell or Harper. The fact remains we are friends."
Carlson looked at the hand which was held out by Harper. Her skin was fair and her fingers were slender. By glancing at her soft
and beautiful hands, he realized Hansen had to be a blind mind to refuse this beautiful woman to be his wife. Carlson then held

Harper's hand and they shook hands.
"Yes, we are friends," Carlson said firmly. "Please take care of my aunt after she gets married into the Chu Clan mansion."
"Of course I will. She will be my family and it's my duty to take good care of her," Harper said, hoping to elevate all the worries
from Carlson's mind. "My father will ask for His Majesty's permission to marry her. Don't worry. Your aunt will not get hurt."
"I know. Thank you for this. I'm leaving now." Carlson pretended to be calm as he walked to climb down the wall. But only God
knew that his heart was beating like a drum.
"Or, you can leave through the front door," Harper suggested as she looked at Carlson who had started to climb down clumsily.
Carlson turned around to look at Harper. "Maybe not today. Can I visit you through the front door in the future?" he asked.
"Of course." Now that Harper had given an affirmative reply, Carlson finally felt relieved. He tried for the last time and climbed
down the wall successfully. After that, he leaned against the wall and pressed his chest to keep his heartbeat steady. He thought
to himself, 'Harper, you are really different from the hearsay!'