Forensic Imperial Concubine

In reaction to the murmurs of the young ladies, Harper slowly smiled. Zack and Francis were both outstanding, and they were all
unmarried. Although all the young ladies in the imperial capital were eager to marry Francis, Lucas, or Zack, the truth was that
being married into the Bu Clan was the most attractive option.
Zack had already been accustomed to the blazing and passionate eyes around him whenever he showed up in public. He smiled
consistently and kept moving onward without looking askance. Francis had seldom appeared outside in the public, but had
experienced many kinds of occasions. Therefore, he also maintained a calm face, and could always regain his composure by
glancing occasionally at Harper.
"Are you Matthew's wife?" a hostile voice said abruptly.
Harper stopped and looked at the person blocking her way. She wondered who this person might be. Francis and Zack were
already bowing to greet that person.
"How delightful to meet you, Aunt Joyce," Francis said respectfully.
The woman who addressed Harper was Joyce Jun, the emperor's sister. Joyce Jun then looked at Francis. Although the latter
seldom made public appearances, his mother was Sherry, whose family was a powerful source of support. Even though
everyone thought Francis would not live long, Joyce Jun dared not offend him.
"Arise, please. You don't need to be so ceremonious with me," Joyce Jun said.
"Thank you, Aunt Joyce," Francis said as he straightened his body.
Joyce Jun then turned her eyes to look at Harper and teased her, "I heard that Matthew's wife was arrogant and supercilious.
Now I can confirm this to be true."
Harper, on the other hand, simply maintained a calm smile and nodded as a salute. Seeing this, Joyce Jun squinted her eyes in
disbelief. She was obviously displeased by Harper's response. "Why don't you salute me courteously?"
"Aunt Joyce, please don't be offended. Aunt Harper is a first rank princess. Therefore there is no requirement for her to make
courteous salutes to anyone apart from His Majesty and Her Majesty," Francis said quickly on Harper's behalf.
Joyce Jun was obviously surprised by his reply. She had never expected him to defend Harper. She looked again at Harper and
found that she merely stood there quietly, with an unchanging smile on her face.

Joyce Jun took a short step forward. Zack and Francis also moved immediately, standing in front of Harper to block her way.
Joyce Jun was very unhappy about this, but she had no other choice but to grit her teeth and glare at Harper sternly. Then she
turned around and walked away.
"God! I was so scared just now," Francis blurted out as he wiped the sweat off his forehead after Joyce Jun turned away. "I
thought she would find fault with you. Father always indulges her."
"Were you scared indeed? Then why did you stand up to her?" Harper joked.
"No matter how scared I was, I couldn't just stand by while she bullied you!" Francis said quietly. As they walked along, Zack
looked at the prince who was wearing a poker face.
"Don't worry. She wasn't as serious as she seemed. After all, I have Matthew's protection. She wouldn't dare to do anything to
me," replied Harper with a smile.
"Yes, I know Uncle Matthew is very capable," Francis murmured.
Harper just smiled and looked at all the other people who were walking in a hurry. "Let's move along to the Imperial Palace. If we
are late, it will be hard to excuse ourselves," she said.
"Yes." Zack kept his pace with Harper.
Looking at Francis who was walking in front of them, Harper asked softly, "Zack, how are you and Francis getting?"
Zack didn't reply immediately. He glanced at Francis and then said gently, "He is quite easy-going."
Hearing this, Harper almost broke into a smile and said, "That's just what he's like. He is always quiet and never very talkative.
You're not so different from him in that respect. How much do you even communicate with each other when you two are
together? You both don't talk much."
"Of course we communicate often. Even though he is quiet, he is talented in poetry and Go. We have common interests to talk
about."
"Excellent. Then I can rest assured," Harper said.
Although Francis didn't seem to pay any mind to the whispers behind him, he heard the conversation between Harper and Zack.
It was heart-warming for him to realize that Harper was worried about him getting along with Zack. With his back facing them, he

smiled, and his smile grew wider, which made his charm even greater.
The birthday banquet that day was to be held in the Grand Hall.
When the wives of the officers entered the Imperial Palace, they were expected to go to the Sleek Palace to pay their respects to
the empress. So, the trio separated. The two young men had to go to the front hall to congratulate the emperor on his birthday,
while Harper had to go to the Sleek Palace to pay respects to the empress.
Harper had brought two maids with her this time. As she was Matthew's wife, she was a princess. This was normal for a
princess, so it raised nobody's eyebrows.
Not long after Harper got separated from Zack, she met Isabella. "Your Highness," Isabella called. Harper went straight over to
her and said happily, "Lady Isabella."
With a warm smile on her face, Isabella said, "I am waiting for Caroline here. I'm surprised to meet you first."
"Hasn't Caroline come here yet?" asked Harper.
"Yes, she has. She will come here after she has spoken with George for a bit," Isabella replied with a smile as she turned her
face in the direction of where the footsteps came. As expected, they saw Caroline trotting towards them with the corners of her
dress in her hands. It was easier for her to move quickly that way.
"Mother, Harper," Caroline said, panting, after she reached them.
"You're a married woman now. How can you still be so naughty and girlish? Put your dress down, now!" Isabella said in a tone of
motherly reproof, as she glared at her daughter. The maid beside Caroline hastily smoothed the wrinkles on the latter's dress.
"Let's go to see Her Majesty together."
The three walked to their destination together. Caroline held her mother's arm with one of her hands and held Harper's arm with
her other hand. Although Isabella felt exasperated with her daughter's unceremonious behavior, she had a doting and satisfied
smile on her face.