Forensic Imperial Concubine novel Chapter 653

Felix squinted his eyes as he looked at Jason. He didn't have many memories about Jason since Jason was rarely in the imperial capital. In his memory, he had only seen Jason a few times. Jason's mother was merely a humble concubine of the emperor, which meant that the prince didn't have that much support from his mother's family. Plus, the emperor did not favor him. Therefore, it came as no surprise that Jason was subconsciously forgotten by almost everyone.

"Jason," Felix called. He couldn't help but be suspicious about Jason. His gut was telling him that Jason wasn't as innocent as everyone was making him out to be. Jason hadn't been in the imperial capital for years; therefore, no one knew what he had been doing in all that time. It wasn't difficult to believe that Jason had come back with malicious intentions in mind.

"Felix, looks like you've been living the life. You tried to murder Father and yet, here you are in your own mansion, safe and sound. Father treats you so well. If it had been anyone else, they wouldn't have gotten away with it scot-free the way you have. I actually have a few examples in mind. Do you still remember Hoffman who's currently in the Repenting Tower and Walden who has been banished from the imperial capital?"

"Well, do you want that to happen to you?" Felix teased as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Please leave now. You are not welcome here!"

Jason pulled Francis as if to tell him to leave.

"Francis, let's go. You're not in good health, so being in such a filthy place for an extended period of time can't be good for you," Jason urged as he dragged Francis.

Francis frowned, relaxing his hands. Putting on a smile, he asked, "Jason, what brings you here?"

"If I hadn't come here, I guess you would have killed him due to outrage, right?" Jason spat back. He then pushed Francis into the carriage but didn't go up with him. It was common knowledge that Jason wasn't really friendly with any one of the princes. So he thought he had better not go inside the carriage with Francis because if that happened, it would make them look like intimate brothers. That was not Jason wanted.

"Well, I'll see you soon. Let's have a feast then," Francis responded.

"Okay, okay," Jason replied at once. "But I won't stay in the imperial capital for too long. When Father gets better, I'll go out to continue my traveling. As for your poor health, you should take good care of yourself."

"Thank you for your concern, Jason. I got it. I'll leave now. Please excuse me," Francis said. Then he instructed his groom, "Head back." Once the carriage curtain had been drawn to a close, it was difficult to hear anything that was going on inside. The smile on Francis' face then disappeared.

"Killing him would make him suffer less. I'm not doing him any favors. I want him to live miserably—even worse than if he were to die. I want him to be tormented both physically and mentally with every passing day. I want him to suffer!" he murmured in a low voice. Even Owen, who was sitting right outside the curtain, couldn't hear him.

As soon as Francis came home, he fell ill almost at once. It came out of nowhere. The imperial physicians from the Imperial Academy of Medicine were at a loss with what to do with him. The emperor was immediately distressed upon learning about this. Sherry was even more anxious as this was her own son who was suffering. The emperor then quickly issued an imperial edict to Harper, ordering her to cure Francis.

Andy came to Matthew's mansion to deliver the imperial edict. Scowling, Matthew wanted to smash Andy's head when he read the imperial edict. However, he could neither do this nor refuse to obey the order. It was obvious that Francis was the emperor's new favorite. Since the emperor had ordered Harper to treat Francis, Matthew had no choice but to let her.

"Darling, Francis is seriously ill. I need to go and check what's wrong with him," Harper said as she looked into his eyes. She had already asked Forsythia to take the medicine box.