Forensic Imperial Concubine

Harper's sudden appearance surprised everyone in the Qin Clan. Their shock, however, exponentially increased when they saw
her riding beast: none other than the Holy Beast. It looked like as if their faces were drained of blood as it was the first time it was
made known to them that she was actually able to tame the mythical animal.
"Your Highness, welcome. I am sorry that I wasn't able to come to greet you personally," Victoria said apologetically as looked up
at Harper, who was on the roof of her house. With a polite tone, she continued, "But, Your Highness, I am just wondering: why
did you break into our house in the middle of the night?"
"Break into your house?" Harper sounded surprised and confused. "Don't you remember? You invited me here!"
Victoria's face turned cold and grim. She almost forgot the fact that she sent Beth to invite Harper, but the prince turned down
Beth and even drove her out. 'But isn't it way too late? Why would she visit us in the middle of the night?' she thought, her brows
knitted. She couldn't help but think that the princess had malicious intentions against them.
"I see. But Your Highness, even though we have invited you, you should follow the rules. Don't you think it's rather impolite for
you to break into our house at midnight and desetroy our yard in the process?" As the head of the clan, Victoria knew she had to
be the one doing this confrontation. "Or do you think that you and your husband are so influential that you can just do whatever
you want?"
"You are right. I really think I can do whatever I want," Harper calmly said, a soft smile forming on her lips. "Since your clan does
whatever it wants, I think it's just fair that you all let me do whatever I want. It would be hypocritical if you don't, methinks."
"Your Highness, what do you mean?" Victoria replied.
"Don't play dumb, Victoria. I know you know what I mean," Harper said. In front of everyone, she unbuttoned Felton's clothes and
started performing the appropriate acupuncture treatment for him. "If something bad happens to this man, I swear to God,
Victoria, I will make sure every member of your clan pays," she said calmly.
"What an arrogant thing to say!" Victoria responded furiously, already losing her cool. "Have you forgotten? You're a part of this
clan!"
"I don't think my surname reflects that," Harper replied, not even looking up from what she was doing.
"Your mother bore the surname, child!" Victoria responded firmly. "Felton is a part of the Qin Clan. We decide whether he lives or
dies. An outsider like you do not have any say on that matter!"

"So now I'm just an outsider, with no say in any decisions made by this clan." Harper continued treating Felton without looking
up. She was so absorbed with what she was doing, as if no one else was present. "You all think I'm an outsider. How can I view
myself as part of the Qin Clan?"
Victoria's face darkened. "Your Highness, please don't say such things."
Harper stopped talking to her and concentrated on curing Felton. If anyone tried to even approach her, the Holy Beast, Patrick,
would at once attack him or her.
"Mother, Douglas was kidnapped!" Beth cried out as she rushed out of the room. There were wounds all over her body. The
moment she quieted down, a figure suddenly appeared beside Harper, seemingly carrying a young man who was in a coma.
This figure turned out to be Matthew.
"What the hell are you trying to do?" Victoria asked as her face completely became stone cold. The Qin Clan only had two
grandsons. The elder grandson was Felton, who was born weak and was expected to have a rather short lifespan; the younger
one was Douglas who was in good health. Now, if something bad happened to Douglas, the Qin Clan would essentially lose their
only heir.
"Oh please. We're not 'trying to do anything'. But let me tell you this: remember what you did that one day? This is just an
equivalent. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, as they say," Matthew replied nonchalantly. He then shoved Douglas' body to
the side, with Douglas not reacting at all. Victoria was very worried about her grandson—with him being in hostage, she couldn't
order their top ten elders to besiege them.
What was worse was Harper wasn't showing any kind of weak point. The chief elder could not approach her, let alone take action
against her. Victoria's eyes then swept across the area quickly, looking at everyone present and noting that the appearance of
the Holy Beast was indeed extremely disadvantageous for them now. And given how skilled Matthew in martial arts, he would
definitely be there if Harper needed any kind of help or protection. If anyone made the wrong move against his wife, Victoria was
sure that he would immediately slit his hostage's throat.
"Your Highnesses, if you don't mind, we can sit down and have a good talk. After all, the Qin Clan is also your mother's family. It
has helped you a lot over the years," Victoria proposed humbly as she forced herself to calm down. She had to handle the
situation carefully.
Matthew stood still and said nothing, while Harper took pains to rescue Felton. At that time, Felton was in poor health and looked
like a fragile porcelain doll that could be broken at any time. Harper didn't dare to be careless and put all her attention to save

her cousin.
As for Matthew, he was like a god, standing beside Harper to protect her. From time to time, he poked at Patrick. The latter was
dissatisfied with what he did, but it didn't dare to move for fear that any slight movement would affect Harper. It just glared at
Matthew furiously and posed a threat silently.
"Is that the Holy Beast?" the second elder of the Qin Clan asked, trembling.
Victoria knew the situation was unfavorable to her and her clan. Then, she said, "I don't think so. The Holy Beast has
disappeared for so many years. That one can't be the Holy Beast. Moreover, the Holy Beast is responsible for guarding people of
our Qin Clan. It's impossible for it to attack any of our people."