Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

Denny looked at Harper in disbelief and couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"Are you kidding me, Your Highness?" Denny asked, puzzled at the situation.

Harper sneered, a smile creeping onto her face. "Do you think I'm someone who will joke about my

life?"

"But His Highness was poisoned severely. I've tried my best over the years but failed to detoxify him.

You said that you could

with the blood in your heart. Wasn't that a joke?" Denny had thought Harper had gone mad. If she

could detoxify Matthew with

the blood in one's heart, Denny would have killed countless people and taken their blood to save

Matthew.

Without answering, Harper slit Matthew's wrist and then dripped the black poisoned blood into a teacup

before slitting her palm.

As her fresh blood dripped, the poisoned blood turned into a bright crimson color.

"Your blood..." Denny gasped at the sight.

Harper's blood continued to flow into the teacup. "I'm immune to any poison. But Matthew's toxins are

so ferocious that blood

alone can't detoxify him. I was supposed to use the poison of the Tribulation Flower to suppress the

toxins in his body and then

use the Golden Cicada which is raised with my fresh blood to detoxify him." Harper's voice drawled.

"But you three destroyed

everything."

"What?" Denny couldn't believe what he was hearing. He pulled himself together. "Aren't you a spy sent

by His Majesty? Why

would you sacrifice yourself to save His Highness?" Ultimately, Harper was an enemy, a spy sent by

the emperor. She wouldn't

risk her life simply for Matthew's sake.

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"When did I become His Majesty's spy? Is it because His Majesty betrothed me to Matthew? Who do

you think can force him to

marry me if he insists not?" Harper demanded.

Denny's mouth left agape, he was unable to refute her. No one could force Matthew to do what he

didn't want to. Matthew had

killed his three fiancees because he didn't want to marry them. He would never marry a woman he

didn't want.

"So..."

The air was thick, almost suffocating.

"She has been working for His Highness from the very beginning," Barry explained. After all, he had

known Denny for years and

didn't want his paranoia taking over. "Your enmity towards Her Highness is very obvious, thought you

may not have noticed that.

Didn't you notice that the secret guards around Her Highness have doubled in number since you

returned to this mansion? It was

His Highness arranged this. As long as the three of you take any action against Her Highness, he will

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have the three of you killed

right here."

Denny forced a wry smile. He was worried that Harper was a spy, so he stood his guard against her.

He had even tried to

instigate Matthew to divorce his wife and marry Rena. If Matthew didn't divorce, Denny had even

planned to kill Harper. But in

Matthew's eyes, to everyone's surprise, Harper was more important than anyone else.

"It's dangerous to extract blood from your heart. You'll die if it's not done right," Denny said before he

hesitated for a moment. "If

you die in the process—"

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"Don't worry," Harper cut him off. "You don't need to do it. What you need to do is detoxify Matthew as I

say. I'll take the blood

myself." She paused before letting out a sigh of relief. "But remember, you only have seven days. If

neither I nor Matthew wakes

up in seven days..." Her voice trailed off.

"I know. I will also die as the poison is too in my body," Denny said bitterly and took a deep breath.

"How do you extract the blood from your heart?" Instead of answering Denny, Harper told him the

treatment method to detoxify Matthew. "Read it first. If you have any questions, ask me. We still have

some time." Denny quickly skimmed through the method. It was very simple, but it would be

troublesome to use the blood of Harper's heart. It wasn't difficult to him as a skilled physician, so he

agreed. "No problem." "I'll send someone to bring my blood here," Harper said before turning to leave.

"Get a head start on preparations." She promptly left. Denny didn't know how Harper would draw the

blood, but he knew it was highly risky. As long as he didn't take the blood himself, it had nothing to do

with him even if she died. Once Matthew awoke, Denny wouldn't be accused of it. It wasn't long before

Forsythia came, and the blood was frozen within a white porcelain bottle. Denny glanced at her and

took it. Secret guards surrounded both this house and the Phoenix House. Zack stayed by Matthew's

side to make sure that Denny wouldn't mess around. He was very worried about Harper's safety, but he

had to stay here to assure Matthew's safety. After all that had happened, he didn't want to break

Harper's trust.

Although Denny suspected Harper, he took Matthew as a brother. He knew that Matthew's situation

couldn't get any worse than it already was, so he was careful not to make any mistakes. Just before

sunset, he fed Matthew the blood and waited for it to take its effect. After confirming that Matthew had

taken the blood, Zack rushed to the Phoenix House, but he was stopped by a secret guard. "Mister

Zack, this is the place where Her Highness lives. You are a male..." "Let him in," Forsythia said. She

used to be a secret guard of Prince Matthew's mansion. Many guards knew her and she was Harper's

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trusted maid, so no one continued to make the situation difficult for Zack. Zack nodded at Forsythia and

hastily walked in. "How's Harper?"

"She's in a coma," Forsythia said, her voice low. "Drawing blood from the heart is harmful to one's

health and can take a lot out

of a person. Her Highness has been weak in recent years and it's taken a toll on her. She, too, is in a

coma."

As Zack looked down at a pale and unconscious Harper, his heart sank. "When will she wake?"

"I'm not a physician. I don't know how long it will take before Her Highness wakes up. She just

instructed us to feed her a pill

every day." Forsythia's expression showed nothing but worry. She was worried about what Matthew

would do if he woke up and

knew what had happened to his wife.

"At least she's alive," Zack said, letting out a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to probe too much. It was

what she wanted to save

Matthew, and he couldn't stop her. Besides, the couple loved each other, and he had missed his

opportunity. He and Harper

would never be together.

"You can only call for an imperial physician after His Highness awakens. If we let the imperial physician

in at this moment, people

will doubt us. Before he wakes up, I will help him guard this mansion," Zack said and then turned to

Nina. "Nina."

"Mister Zack," Nina responded.

"You must have served Harper for far longer than any other maids," Zack said with a kind smile. Even

though he felt heartbroken

and could hardly breathe because of the pain, he still wore a smile.

"Yes, Mister Zack."

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"His Highness must have known your lady for a long time," Zack said with certainty. Although Matthew

had a strong purpose in doing anything, it wasn't in his nature to express it in the beginning. Quite the

contrary, even if he had achieved his goals, others would think he was forced to do so. Nina hesitated

for a moment before speaking. "Her Highness was almost killed because of General Maxwell's issue.

They knew each other at that time and His Highness saved her life." Zack nodded, indicating that he

knew what had happened. 'It turns out that Matthew had a crush on Harper then. It isn't wrong for me to

lose. I'm afraid that even if Harper had accepted my proposal, Matthew would have tried his best to ruin

our marriage.

He had managed with efforts to marry her, but why didn't he protect her?'

Harper's condition worsened. Her recovery was little to none within the three days that followed, her

face growing paler than a

ghost. If her heart didn't beat even the slightest, Zack would have thought Harper was dead.

Denny had offered to check on Harper, but Zack refused without hesitation. He was here because

Harper didn't trust anyone

else. Before she had any power to resist, Zack would never leave her to anyone, especially Denny,

whose intentions were ill

from the start.

Since Denny was rejected, he didn't insist. His intentions weren't to make a diagnosis or give any sort

of treatment to Harper. He

genuinely wanted to know how she was doing. Given the circumstances, he would have had an excuse

for Matthew when he

woke up. He had offered to treat Harper but Zack just wouldn't allow it. In fact, he wouldn't allow

anyone to get close to the

Phoenix House but he did frequent the house. Almost everyone knew what was going through his

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mind. His thoughts were

practically oozing out of him.

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Every day, Rufus went to the prince's mansion as if he had nothing to do. Each time he visited, he

would stare at Zack before

looking over at the unconscious Matthew. ."Denny, when will His Highness wake up?" he asked.

"Her Highness said he would awaken in seven days at the most." There was a sense of uneasiness in

Denny's chest. The black

color of Matthew's face faded. He didn't expect that the blood of Harper's heart could remove the toxins

in Matthew's body. Many

physicians had dreamed of such a special body nature. A drop of blood from Harper's heart could

detoxify the most dangerous

poison. When this spread, as well as the news that she had the Canon of Medicine, it was vital to keep

her safe. It was only time

when everyone would attempt to get a hold of her and keep her in captivity.

Zack didn't miss the gleam in Denny's eyes. He also pretended not to know that Denny secretly went to

the prison to see

Johnson and his daughter the past two days. He, too, was waiting for Matthew to wake up. Denny was

Matthew's man. If

Matthew was unwilling to punish Denny, Zack didn't mind doing him a little favor. He wasn't a

bloodthirsty man, but for the people

he cared about, he didn't mind turning into a demon, with his hands stained with blood.

"Zack, you're so kind to Her Highness. How could you risk being suspected by His Majesty and be in

charge of the overall

situation in Prince Matthew's mansion?" Rufus asked curiously. "Aren't you afraid that His Majesty will

find out and do something

to the Bu Clan?" If Matthew could get the help from the Bu Clan, he would get everything he wanted

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Playing with a stone in his hand, Zack didn't say a word but occasionally looked at Matthew lying in the

room. Three days had

passed, and the prince's complexion was getting better, but Harper's only looked worse. If the situation

continued, would she die

before Matthew could wake up?

"I'm just helping Harper instead of His Highness," he finally responded. "Just like you, who would

believe that you have a good

relationship with Prince Matthew?"

Rufus smiled indifferently. "It's well known that I'm a fearless rascal and care about nothing. I'm at

peace with everyone. It's

normal for me to be around His Highness."

"Really?" Zack asked, his tone emotionless. He took a peek inside, and his eyes widened. Was

Matthew moving?

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