Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

"Yes, Your Highness," Fred responded in his deep and intimidating voice. For a man like him, it was a

typical voice quality.

However, Harper thought that this kind of voice wouldn't work for her plan, so she frowned a little, then

took out a pill and handed

it to him.

"Take it."

Fred took the pill from Harper's hand and immediately swallowed it without a bit of hesitation. However,

what made him uneasy

was when he noticed that Harper had her eyes fixated on his every move. He had never imagined that

he would one day be

forced to wear women's clothes. It made him feel so uncomfortable as if he was stripped naked and

made to walk towards the

public.

"Your Highness, if we don't leave right now, we're going to be late for sure," Fred reminded her. His

voice was no longer gruff and

deep but rather soft and sweet, which was very close to a woman's voice. Although he didn't

consciously do anything to change

his voice, it sounded romantic with a hint of being coquettish. Any man who would listen to that voice

would certainly melt in an

instant.

"It works well," Harper observed. When she noticed that Fred's face had turned pale, she stopped

teasing him. She was on her

way out with Forsythia and Fred behind her when it so happened that Jack ran towards them in a hurry.

"Your Highness, the carriage is ready," Jack reported, grinning from ear to ear with all of his white teeth

in full display. But when

Jack caught a glimpse of Fred, who was wearing a maid's uniform, he was only confused and

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wondered why there was a maid

who was unfamiliar to him.

"What are you looking at? I'll dig your eyes out if you don't look away!" Those words, which were clearly

a threat, came out of

Fred's mouth in a soft and sweet voice, like a means of seduction.

Jack's eyes lit up upon hearing that. He moved closer to Harper and asked, "Your Highness, when did

you get such a beautiful

maid?"

Harper turned to him and said, "Zack sent her here. She knows some martial arts skills and has a bad

temper, so don't provoke

her."

"Yes, Your Highness. Since you have commanded it, I wouldn't even dare to annoy her," Jack

obediently said, but he looked at Fred from head to toe. Inside Jack's eyes were deep suspicion, as if

he was inspecting Fred.

Fred squinted slightly but didn't say anything. He simply followed Harper as they made their way out of

the mansion and into the carriage. They were finally headed to the Imperial Palace. While in the

carriage, Fred frowned deeply at the thought of Jack's suspecting eyes on him. The more he thought

about it, the more the frown on his face deepened. He couldn't help but overthink every single thing.

"Unhappy," Harper said. Rather than a question, it was a statement. There was not a bit of doubt in her

voice. Fred looked at Harper with a confused expression on his face. He couldn't understand what she

meant. "You are not happy," Harper reiterated. "Your Highness, I'm not unhappy. I'm just a little

uncomfortable," Fred responded. He was telling the truth, but he didn't say that it was all because of

Jack. Fred chose to keep silent instead of talking about why he was frowning. For the longest time,

Forsythia had kept her eyes on Fred. Then, for a brief second, she looked at herself and then back at

Fred again. She turned to Harper with sadness in her eyes. She then sighed before saying, "Your

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Highness, compared to him, I look more of a man." When Harper heard her concern, she burst into

hysterical laughter. While Fred was disguised as a female, he actually looked

gentle and charming. In particular, with his expressive eyes and slightly furrowed eyebrows, he looked

like a gentle girl who was

very sensitive and cared about a lot of things.

In comparison, Forsythia looked casual and carefree. Perhaps it was because she had been studying

martial arts since she was

a child and become a woman with a wild and daunting disposition. Compared with the demure female

Fred, Forsythia looked

more of a man indeed.

"Miss Forsythia, don't make me laugh," Fred said.

"No, I'm not trying to make you laugh. I'm serious. By the way, you have to call me 'Sister Forsythia'

when we're outside. Do you

understand, Sister Freda?" Forsythia told her carefully while she raised her eyebrows. On the other

hand, Fred frowned again,

as if he was trying his best to restrain his emotions. It was not until quite a while later when he

hesitantly said in a soft voice,

"Yes, Sister Forsythia."

His voice sounded so melodious that Harper had goose bumps all over her body. Covering her face

with both hands, Harper said, "Fortunately, you're a man. Otherwise, I believe a lot of men would fall for

you."

The expression on Fred's face became gloomy. He was a man, a real man. If it weren't for the sake of

Harper's safety, he would not have disguised himself in such an awful way. But his sacrifice was only

paid back with Harper's chuckle while she looked at him. How could she laugh at him? Fred thought

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that there was no doubt that he was a man, but if he were to be a woman, he would certainly marry a

man like his master Matthew. When Fred got a hold of himself and caught his own self, the expression

on his face became duller. He turned his head away from Harper and Forsythia, the evil mastermind

and her accomplice. He was

only doing what he thought was right but these two were taking advantage of him.

When they were still considerably far from the palace gate, the carriage came to a stop. Because of the

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banquet, the security check at the palace gate was very strict that day. The remaining path to the

Imperial Palace had been

completely blocked by carriages that were parked on the road. A lot of people got off the carriages and

walked to the palace gate

on foot.

"Your Highness, the road ahead has been blocked but fortunately, we're not that far from the palace

gate," Forsythia said after

lifting up the curtain of the carriage and taking a look ahead. In front of them were carriage after

carriage which were struck as

well.

"Let's get off the carriage and walk from here," Harper announced. Unwilling to wait in the carriage, she

chose to get moving right

then and there. Just after taking a few steps, she heard someone calling her name. She looked around

and found out that it was

Lucas.

"Lucas," Harper greeted him.

When he was close enough, Lucas greeted her with a smile. "What a coincidence to meet you here,

Aunt Harper! Are you by

yourself?"

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"Matthew has to be in charge of the Imperial Palace's security today, so he came here early in the

morning. By the way, you

haven't come to our mansion in a long time," Harper stated calmly.

"I actually miss your hot pot very much, Aunt Harper. When you cook it in the days to come, don't forget

to call me and I'll be at

your mansion in a second."

"I certainly will. That's a promise, okay?"

"Okay! I'll get going now." Lucas bid his goodbye and then stepped forward. The moment he passed by

Harper, he said

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