Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

After a long time, Harper put on her clothes and went to the cabinet. Upon seeing that, Matthew stood up, and anxiously asked,
"Where are you going?"
Without answering him, Harper opened the cabinet, took out a set of clothes, and put it on. Then she took out a small medicine
box and put it on the table. She impassively looked at him and said, "Take off your clothes."
Without hesitation, Matthew did as she asked in a hurry. His blood had already dried. Yet, he took off his clothes too abrasively.
The wound that had stopped bleeding started to ooze out blood again. Looking at the wound on his body, Harper felt so worried
and her eyes showed great concern. She cleaned and bandaged the wound with medicine. During the entire time, Matthew
didn't say anything or dare to cry out in pain. Earlier, he had the upper hand. However, because of his irrational behaviors, he
lost that so he couldn't even dare to say a word.
After dealing with Matthew's wound, Harper stated, "You can leave now."
"Okay, you should go with me. You are my wife, not Rolando's consort. You can't live here," Matthew said while he put on his
clothes.
"I don't know if I care about your feelings. So it doesn't matter if I stay here or not," With a snort, Harper took off her shoes, lay on
the bed, and turned her back to him. It was obvious that she was still upset and mad at him.
Matthew took off his shoes as well and lay on the bed. Regardless of Harper's refusal, he promptly dragged her into his arms. "I
won't leave. Let's sleep now. I had been traveling day and night, and haven't slept for several days." Hearing that, Harper
stopped struggling, as she was worried that she would hurt his wound again. Despite that, she didn't want to forgive him so
easily. In the middle of trying to move away from Matthew and being extremely distressed, Harper gradually fell asleep. The next
morning, when Harper woke up, she didn't saw anybody beside her. She sat up and noticed that the bed sheet was clean. There
wasn't a single drop of blood on it. She was wearing the clean underwear that she wore last night. Scanning around her room,
she didn't find any trace of anyone coming in there. A look of confusion appeared in her eyes. Didn't Matthew come last night?
Was she thinking about something else and having a dream? Was all of it an illusion? But the dream was too real. The feeling of

the blood dripping from the wound on Matthew's body was also very real. With these thoughts in mind, Harper got up from the
bed, stood in front of a bronze mirror, took off her clothes, and found no mark on her body!
"Is it really a dream?" Harper put on her clothes, looking more confused than ever. Soon enough, Rolando came to her palace
and saw her standing in front of the bronze mirror in a daze.
"Harper, what's the matter? Did you sleep well last night?"
Harper nodded slightly. Whatever happened right then was so real, but there was no trace of it left. What the hell was going on?
Had Matthew come to see her or not? Was everything that happened last night really a dream?
Rolando waved the box in his hand and said, "I've brought the Heavenly Book here."
Harper looked at Rolando in surprise. She couldn't believe he would bring the book to her so easily. She believed that he had
ulterior motives or would make some unreasonable requests. Instead of taking the box from him, she looked at him without any
expression and asked, "What do you want?" "Will you give me whatever I want?" Rolando asked softly while looking intently at
her. Harper shook his head and said, "I can only give you anything that is within my capabilities." Rolando smiled bitterly. "Get
dressed and come out for breakfast. Let's talk while eating."
Looking at her clothes, Harper hid behind the screen and got dressed. After washing up, she then came out. Rolando was
already sitting at the table, pouring himself and Harper some porridge. "Take a seat. We have an imperial chef who can cook the
local cuisine of the Bright Dynasty's imperial capital. Have a try and tell me if it suits your taste."
Harper sat down, took the porridge, and thanked Rolando. As usual, he then picked up more dishes for her and said, "Harper,
have some more. You look thinner."
Harper only kept silent and ate her food because she knew that Rolando wouldn't easily give the book to her. For certain, he
must have a condition. Yet, she wouldn't agree to it unless she knew what it was.
When he noticed that Harper was kind of absent-minded, Rolando knew that she was on guard against him. She must be in fear
that he would put forward some presumptuous demands. "I'll give you the Heavenly Book, but I have one request," he said.

Harper put down her bowl and chopsticks, looked at Rolando, and asked seriously, "What kind of request?"
The smile on Rolando's face looked warm. "I'm sure you can do it. Tell me the contents recorded in the book. Is that possible?"
"That's it? There's nothing else that you want?" Harper couldn't believe her ears. If he just wanted to know the contents recorded
in the book, she would certainly agree.
"Do you want me to have other requests?" Rolando asked in a low voice, staring at her.
"I promise you, it's the only thing I'm asking for." Averse to meet Rolando's affectionate eyes, Harper turned her head to avoid
eye contact with him. She had to refuse his love as she was Matthew's wife.