Forensic Imperial Concubine

When Lilian heard that Francis wanted to send someone with a congratulation present to Matthew's mansion, she immediately
volunteered to be the bearer. Francis accepted her offer. He gave the gift directly to her and asked her to send it to Matthew's
mansion.
In just a few days, the news of Harper's pregnancy had spread throughout the imperial capital. Some people were happy, some
worried, and some disdainful. No matter what happened outside, it was harmonious inside Matthew's mansion.
"Your Highnesses, a visitor has come to see you," Noah reported when he came in. "He says that he is an old friend of yours. He
wants to express his gratitude to you for the carriage that you once gave him."
"The carriage?" Matthew repeated. He was puzzled by this, at first. But after a brief moment of consideration, he realized who
was outside demanding to see him. Without raising his head or making any hesitation, he answered, "I won't see him. Send him
away."
"He said he would like to meet Lady Harper if you don't want to see him. He said that fate has brought him here to meet her, and
that Lady Harper might need his help." Noah delivered the message carefully. It seemed to him that the man outside might be
difficult to get along with, despite a kind demeanor.
Upon hearing this news, Matthew frowned a bit and seemed a bit displeased to hear Harper mentioned like that. At that moment,
Matthew was forcing Harper to eat some health food. As she was not enjoying it, she was wondering how to get out of there.
Noah's report came at just the right time. She made an excuse and said at once, "We should be happy to welcome an old friend
who travels to us from afar. Noah, please show him to the front hall."
"Yes, Your Highness,"
Noah replied at once. Seeing that Harper was about to welcome the guest, Noah left at once to prepare. Since Harper was
pregnant, he knew that he had better obey her orders no matter what she said. Otherwise, she would be as likely to lose her
temper with the servants as she would at Matthew.
"You've just met him once and he is still practically a stranger to you. I don't think there is any need for you to meet him!"
Matthew talked back at once, trying to stop his wife from seeing that man. He would always grow unhappy whenever he
remembered the time Harper gave the carriage to Felton. Now that man was bold enough to come to their house. Such cheek!
"It doesn't matter. Let's see what he's up to," Harper said in a spoiled way as she took her husband's arm. "Come on. Let's go.
The imperial physician has advised us that pregnant women should take walks. I should exercise for a bit. Don't you agree?"

"All right," Matthew said helplessly, finally surrendering. Although he didn't want Harper to meet Felton, he knew he was
powerless to stop it. Matthew was well aware that Felton was a shrewd man. Even if he could stop them from meeting this time,
it was very likely that Felton would try some other means to see Harper. Thinking of this, he thought it would be better to let them
meet with each other straightforwardly today.
When Felton looked at the calligraphy hanging in the front hall, a touch of appreciation flashed through his eyes. Every character
and every stroke of the calligraphy were sharp and powerful as iron. It made people feel encouraged. With just a glance at it,
people could feel a strong and deadly aura rushing to their face from the calligraphy. It gave people the same feeling when they
were face to face with Matthew. With that thought, Felton guessed that this calligraphy was written by Matthew. He had to admit
that Matthew was indeed an impressive man in every respect.
"Felton, I didn't expect to see you again so soon," Harper said as she and Matthew walked in arm in arm. Obviously, they were a
happy couple. Harper had a radiant smile, while Matthew's facial expression was cool. The two different auras, rather than
conflicting, were actually in perfect harmony.
As Felton let his eyes settle upon Harper, he sighed, "We separated that day in such a hurry. As you seemed to be a proud and
self-respecting person, I was amazed that you would stay with Prince Matthew, who is a married man. I did not imagine that you
were actually his wife until this moment."
Harper smiled gently and answered, "When I travel around, it can be inconvenient to wear women's clothes. Since I and my
husband are always travelling together, for our convenience, I have to wear men's clothes."
"Prince Matthew, I think you two love each other very much," Felton said. Truth be told, his mellifluous voice was quite pleasant
to the ear.
Matthew and Harper sat down on the main seats, and they told the maid to prepare a seat for Felton. He did not refuse. He then
said, "I'm here to thank you for your kindness that day. Your gift of the carriage helped me very much, and I couldn't be more
grateful for that. It is a pleasant surprise to discover your true identity. Ha ha."
"Would Felton be your real name, if I may ask?" Harper inquired.
"Yes, of course. I never use any false name," Felton replied honestly. The smile on his face was as pure as the white snow of the
mountains, an amiable quality which many people found soothing.
"Then, do you have any family in the imperial capital?" Harper asked again slowly, in a meaningful tone.

"Yes, I did." The smile on Felton's face didn't change. He was telling the truth: he had family here once. But it was all over. The
fact was, all his family had been slaughtered. Properly speaking, there was only one relative of his in the imperial capital now.
Harper blinked her eyes, which were welling up with emotion. "Do you mean the Qin Clan which was exterminated sixteen years
ago?"
Felton had not anticipated such a forward question. Stunned for a moment, he then looked to Matthew. 'The ones who murdered
the Qin Clan were the secret guards of the royal family, and he is a member of the royal family. Isn't he afraid of her finding out
the truth?' he pondered inwardly, unsure of what was on Matthew's mind.
Shortly, he drew himself together and then looked straight at Harper.
"Yes," he answered. This single affirmation, sincere and unambiguous, made Harper know without a doubt that Felton was from
the Qin Clan. This fact made him her family.
Taken aback by Harper's frankness, he had never intended to declare his identity so straightforwardly. At this point, Harper had
no idea what to say next.
Seeing that Harper said nothing more, Matthew asked on her behalf, "There are still some people from the Qin Clan surviving,
right?" He knew this was the thing she cared about most, for the time being.
"Not really. Actually, there is only one relative who still lives in the imperial capital," Felton replied slowly as he shifted his eyes to
Harper. "The rest of them are just side branches of the Qin Clan, and Harper is the only one left on the direct branch."
That was to say, the Qin Clan in the imperial capital had all been eliminated except for her. "What's the real connection between
the Heavenly Books and the Qin Clan?" Harper asked abruptly.
"Well, if you want to know, I'm afraid you may need to study the Qin Clan more deeply and find it at the clan's library. I have no
idea about it, either." Although Felton did not look strong, no one who knew him would regard him as a weak man. At that
moment, Harper felt the forces inside her body fluctuating more and more violently, as if with some strange resonance.