Forensic Imperial Concubine

In the end, Zack was thrown out of the mansion by Matthew.
Seeing that Zack was thrown over the wall of Matthew's mansion, his manservant leaped forward immediately to catch him, to
prevent him from falling directly to the ground.
"Young master, are you all right?" he asked worriedly after putting his young master down.
Zack got up, flicked his wrinkled robe and then walked into the carriage. "I'm fine. Let's go back now," he said.
"Yes." Then they headed back to the Bu Clan mansion. In the carriage, Zack's gentle face appeared terrifyingly gloomy. The
information Harper had told him made him feel infuriated. He had given Matthew tit for tat, only for hiding his fury.
After throwing Zack out of his mansion, Matthew felt no remorse. "Don't listen to him. I didn't have any childhood sweetheart. I'm
telling you, it's all nonsense," he said to Harper.
"But, you're angry. If what he said wasn't true, then why are you angry?" Harper asked teasingly.
"I... I..." Matthew couldn't say anything. He was left with no choice but to admit defeat. "My mother used to be on very good
terms with my aunt. Gradually, I paid more attention to my aunt's daughter than to others, but I swear she was not my childhood
sweetheart."
"I trust you, Matthew."
"But, I think you trust him more, right?" Matthew asked sarcastically.
Laughing with her hand covering her mouth, Harper said, "Matthew, I haven't seen you this angry for a long time. You've been
repressing yourself too much lately."
Matthew's face changed color slightly. Holding Harper into his arms, he said, "My dear, always remember that there is no one
more important for me than you. For me, even the totality of all the people in the world cannot be compared with you."
Leaning against his chest, Harper asked, "So, what about our child?"
"Even our child will not be as important as you!" Matthew expressed his will clearly. If it turned out that this child would be a
threat to Harper's life, he wouldn't mind giving up it to save her.
"I have something to tell you. In fact, I'm not..."

"Your Highnesses, Prince Francis..." Noah suddenly appeared and interrupted before Harper could complete.
"Your Highness, Prince Francis is dying!" Owen said anxiously as he ran in behind Noah. "Please save him!"
Hearing that, Harper was quite surprised. She had cleansed the poison in Francis' body. That day when he was caught in the
rain, he just had a cold. She wondered how his condition would have worsened so suddenly.
"Make it clear. What happened to him?" Harper asked confusedly. 'How could this happen? How could he suddenly be dying?'
she thought.
"Since His Highness returned from the Imperial Palace yesterday, he has been feeling distressed. Your Highness, he intended to
give a gift to you in person to celebrate your pregnancy, but he felt too uncomfortable to come here, so he went straight back to
his mansion and slept for the night. This morning, when I went to wake up His Highness, he said that he was too tired and
wanted to sleep a little longer. At that moment, I felt nothing odd because he did that many times earlier. But when I went to his
room again at noon, he didn't reply to me. I approached closer, only to find that he... he was dying! Your Highness, I beg you.
Please come to his mansion immediately and save him!"
Harper turned to look at Matthew and found he didn't turn a hair. "Let's have a look at him," he said.
"Fetch my medicine kit, Forsythia," Harper ordered immediately. Matthew held Harper's waist with his arm and flew to the roof of
the house. In the blink of an eye, both of them disappeared. Seeing that, Owen ran out quickly and headed to Francis' mansion.
Following Matthew and Harper, Forsythia also hurried to Francis' mansion by flying on roofs and vaulting over walls.
Noah felt somewhat helpless. He ordered some people to guard the Phoenix House, and instructed not to let anyone in without
permission. At the same time, he ordered the gatekeeper of the mansion to refuse anyone who came to visit Matthew or Harper.
In Francis' mansion, Francis was lying flat on his bed. He didn't look like a severe patient at all. Instead, he looked like he had
fallen asleep. As soon as Harper arrived, she checked Francis' pulse. She observed that his pulse was extremely weak.
"What's wrong with him?" Matthew asked.
"I think he has been poisoned," Harper answered. She quickly took out her needle bag and began acupuncture on Francis.
Earlier, she was successful in removing the poison from his body, but now he was poisoned again with the same poison. Odds
were that now, since the emperor trusted Francis, there was no reason for him to continue poisoning him. Besides, this time the
dosage of the poison differed from before, and this had caused his sudden collapse.

Sitting on a chair aside, Matthew waited patiently for Harper to conduct the acupuncture. When Forsythia arrived, Harper was
still busy with the process. As soon as she saw Forsythia, she ordered, "Open the third cabinet in the medicinal kit. Take out the
red pill from it, dissolve it in wine, and force him to swallow it."
"Right away, Your Highness."
Forsythia took out the pill. Looking over the room, she saw a teapot on the side table. "Is it okay to use tea water instead?" she
asked tentatively.
"No, we need wine. There are bottles of wine on the second shelf of the wardrobe. It's over there," Harper said, as she pointed
her finger to one corner, even without raising her head. However, she had no idea that Matthew's eyes darkened all of a sudden
when he heard her words. He only fixed his eyes on Harper, who was concentrating on acupuncture. After a while, he stood up
and walked out at once.
While Forsythia was taking out a bottle of wine from the wardrobe, she also observed Matthew walking out with an overcast face.
But she didn't give too much of a thought about it. As soon as the bottle was opened, the scent of the wine overflowed. Even
Harper, who was busy working, couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "Good wine! It smells great."
Forsythia poured out some wine into a cup and put the pill into it. Soon, the pill dissolved in it, and then she handed over the cup
to Harper. Harper took a glance at Francis, who was still lying unconscious. She then pinched his cheeks to force open his
mouth and then emptied the cup into his mouth.