Forensic Imperial Concubine

Maxwell quickly drank a cup of tea. Seeing that, Harper stood up and refilled his cup. But he drank it up soon again, and she refilled his cup one more time. Seeing that he was about to drain another cup of tea, she stopped him and said, "General, I suggest you taste the tea carefully with your tongue."

"For me, it tastes the same. I drink solely to relieve my thirst. I don't care whether it's tea or water." After drinking the tea, Maxwell stared at Harper with his tiger-like eyes.

Harper touched her face, convinced that there was nothing on her face. "General, I don't think you invited me here to enjoy the tea."

Maxwell remained silent for a while. Harper was patient. She didn't urge him to say anything. Instead she continued drinking tea. Finally, he opened his mouth and asked, "Harper, can I trust you?"

"What did you mean by that, General?" asked Harper in confusion.

"If all the physicians in the world say that a person is healthy, but you check his body and figure out that he is actually sick, what would you do? Would you consider him sick or not?" Maxwell asked, in order to make sure whether Harper was a trustworthy person to him.

"Of course he is sick!" Harper replied decisively.

"What if you will be killed on claiming he is sick? Would that deter you from speaking the truth?" Maxwell asked further.

is actually sick. On the other hand, I will hide this fact from others. That would be perfect! The patient is given the truth whereas others are given what they want to hear. It would be like hitting two birds with one stone. Does that sound like a good solution?" As

powerful person and may kill you after hearing what you have to say?"

she just said seemed to be irrelevant to the topic they were talking about. However, when Maxwell realized Harper was talking about something else to remind that someone might be watching them secretly, he stiffened for a second. He then stood up all of a sudden and swept the desserts on the table to the floor. He grabbed Harper's wrist and pulled her closer to him. Her other hand grasped his wrist in order to keep

in a seemingly

of authority and was used to speaking in a loud voice. "Let me tell you this. I want to take you as a concubine! I think

But he was relieved to have asked her this question. He knew that Harper had a bad reputation, so it took him ages to come up with this idea. Yes, he said

as his concubine! Never!" Harper said arrogantly. "General, you'd better not

you have the right to say no? If I tell the emperor about my desire, he will immediately agree. In that case, you will have no right to refuse me!" Maxwell roared so loudly that almost

heard it. It took everyone by surprise. They had never expected that Harper would be bold enough to hit the general. General Maxwell was the favorite subordinate of the emperor. The emperor thought highly of him. Everyone thought that Harper should feel extremely lucky and honored to be favored

never anticipated this slap, Maxwell was dumbfounded for a few seconds. But soon, he regained his senses and was about to hit Harper. But someone stopped him.

"Hello, General Maxwell."

Zack standing not far from them. On his face, a gentle

been grasping Harper's wrist firmly. Taking this opportunity to escape, she quickly pulled herself away from Maxwell. Harper rubbed her wrist which had been bruised from Maxwell's grasp. Her beautiful face had turned

a look at Harper and then at Maxwell. "General, nice to meet you. Would you like to have a cup of tea with me?" he suggested as