Forensic Imperial Concubine

Taken completely by surprise, Enya stared at the envelope in her hand. It was a manservant who had given it to her in secret,
asking her to personally hand it over to Harper.
Enya couldn't help but wonder who could've sent this letter to Harper. Out of curiosity, she went ahead and opened it. Inside, she
found a letter from Zack, asking Harper out on a date.
This made Enya's heart start racing. Zack had just sent a message to Harper to ask her out. With this on her mind, Enya brought
the letter back with her. After cudgeling her brains out for quite some time, she decided not to give the letter to Harper in the end,
and instead, she secretly handed it over to Felicia.
The moment Felicia read the letter herself, she was jumping for joy. "Has Harper already seen this?"
"My Lady, I haven't given it to Lady Harper yet. We are the only ones who have seen it," Enya answered cautiously.
"You did good!" Pulling out a golden hairpin from her head, Felicia put it in Enya's hand. "Here you go. You deserve this," she
said.
"Thank you, My Lady," Enya politely replied.
Felicia quickly took out a writing brush along with a piece of paper and wrote a letter to give him a reply. That being said, she
changed the indicated meeting place and time. 'Harper Chu, as it turns out, you didn't help me get married to Mister Zack
because you like him too. Unfortunately, you're going to be dying soon, so you won't need to care for Zack anymore. Why don't
you just give this opportunity to me?'
After she was done, she put the letter she had written into the envelope and said, "Take this and give it to Harper. But be careful
not to make a slip of the tongue. And let me know what her reply is going to be."
"Yes, My Lady."
After putting away the letter, Enya turned around and quietly left Felicia's Splendor House.
When Enya was finally gone, Felicia took out letter paper. Grabbing a bottle of medicine from the dark box, she poured it into the
ink, and ground them evenly. Then, she dipped the writing brush into the ink and began writing.
When she was done writing it, she put it under the candle light to help it dry up faster and put it in an envelope. "Helen," she
called out.

"Yes, My Lady?"
"I want you to bring this letter to Prince Kevin's mansion and try to hand it over to Hansen," Felicia said in a low voice.
"Remember, it must be sent to His Highness himself."
"Yes, My Lady."
As she watched Helen's receding figure, Felicia sat in front of the dresser. Looking at her charming reflection in the bronze
mirror, she grabbed a wooden comb, grooming her long hair over her ears. 'Harper, I'm doing this for your own good. I'll see to it
that your wish comes to fruition before you die and return His Highness to you. Oh, that doesn't sound right. It should be Mister
Hansen. The fact that Hansen is no longer Prince Kevin's heir always seems to slip my mind. That's going to make you
extremely happy if you know about it. Isn't that right?'
Hansen had just been staying at home ever since his leg got injured. This made Kate feel angry and worried at the same time. If
only Hansen weren't impulsive, the emperor wouldn't have been furious with him and stripped him off of his title as Prince Kevin's
heir.
"Mother, His Majesty has taken away my title. Do you think he will still give it back to me?" Hansen asked, seemingly so
disconcerted. "I'm your only son. His Majesty has deprived me of my birthright. Is he actually planning to give it to one of Father's
concubines' sons?"
"Stop talking nonsense, Hansen!" Kate told him off. "No one else has the right to inherit this mansion other than you!"
"Mother, I got beaten up and my leg even got injured. But why is it that Father hasn't bothered to come and visit me? Could it be
that he's still mad at me?" There was sadness in Hansen's eyes as he said that. "I got word that Prime Minister Charles
humiliated my father because of that bitch's death. I lost myself in anger and ended up doing something so stupid. Mother,
please plead with him for me."
"Well, your father may indeed be angry with you right now, but there's no way he's going to just leave you alone. Don't worry. His
Majesty is just having a fit of anger at the moment, and Prime Minister Charles isn't going to let it stay like that. No one has a
clue what really happened that night. But if we can somehow find out the truth, we may have other options." Feeling so helpless,
Kate heaved a heavy sigh. "Well, just try not to think about it too much. You have to take care of yourself. I'll always be here for
you."
"Mother, you really are the best." Hearing those words coming from his mother helped to put Hansen's mind at ease.

"Your Highness." Not long after Kate had left Hansen's room, a manservant quietly walked in. Despite the fact that he was no
longer a member of the imperial family, the servants in the mansion still referred to him as "Your Highness."
"What is it?"
"I caught a maid trying to sneak in through the back door. She said she had a piece of good news for you." With his eyebrows
deeply knit, Hansen asked, "Good news? What good news?"
"The maid said that you would know it right away when you see her."
"Alright. Bring her here this instant."
Although Helen was one of Felicia's personal maids, Hansen had never really seen her before. Therefore, Felicia sent Helen
here.
"Your Highness."
Hansen was rather pleased with the way Helen addressed him. "I heard that you wanted to see me. What brings you here?"
"Your Highness, the one who actually wants to see you is my lady, not me. I'm just here to bring a message to you so you can
arrange a meeting with her." Upon stating her purpose for being there, Helen took out the letter she had been keeping under her
arm and handed it over to Hansen using both hands. "My lady said that you would understand everything after reading the
letter."
With doubts at the back of his mind, he took the letter from her and started to read it. Hansen was left completely dumbfounded.
His eyes lit up, as though he couldn't believe it. Based on what the letter said, she knew the truth about his madness during the
wedding night. If he wished to find the truth, then he should come to see her.