Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

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?'

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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

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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?"

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"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.

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