NovelEnglishHarper smiled slightly and said, "Rumor has it that Luther seldom makes friends with courtiers. But the way he treated us
seemed way too hospitable."
"This aroused your suspicion?"
"Wasn't it more than enough?" Harper raised her voice. "If this wasn't a sufficient reason, what else could be? Sending someone
to keep a watch on us or deliberately trying to cast a bone between us?"
Her answer amused Matthew. With a smile, he held Harper into his arms and said, "I thought you had no doubts on him. But now
I am surprised to know that you began suspecting him right after our first meeting with him."
The moment Harper met Luther, she subconsciously felt that there was a huge gap between Luther's performance and the
hearsay. He had been overenthusiastic in front of them. A man who had been promoted step by step based on his military merits
would never have spent so much effort to please them. He must have had some other intentions. Now it became evident to them
that Luther was just a secret pawn of Francis.
"I have no choice but to admire Francis!" Harper said. "While in the imperial capital, he had pretended to be ill to keep away from
all sorts of attacks. But in the dark, he established his own power and plotted against his brothers one by one, including Lucas.
Maybe if he hadn't been so ruthless, and with an additional stroke of luck, he would have become the emperor of the Bright
Dynasty.
"He would never be the emperor of the Bright Dynasty!" Matthew declared firmly.
"Why?"
should pay for what he had done to you. The moment he made use of you and attacked you, he lost the throne of the Bright
Dynasty forever." While he spoke, there was a murderous instinct flashing across his eyes. If Francis only wanted the throne or if
he wanted to eliminate all his brothers, Matthew wouldn't have cared much about it. But Francis went too far as to cast his
greedy eyes on his woman. Harper tilted her head and thought for a while. "Lucas had asked me to give a tight slap to Francis
on his behalf the moment I saw him. However, it wouldn't be that easy for me to slap the husband of the princess of the South
Kingdom." "Go ahead! If you can't do it alone, I'll help you," Matthew said angrily. "If you think you'd be lowering your dignity by
slapping him, you can let Jack do it. I believe Jack wishes to skin him alive."
"One day Jack asked me for a poison that could make people beg for death. It seemed that he wants to deal with Francis
desperately." Harper suddenly felt pity for Francis. She couldn't imagine the horrors that Francis would encounter if he fell prey to
Jack. But she believed that she would be very much impressed by Jack's means of torturing Francis. Matthew smiled as he knew
very well that Jack's mind was drowned in grudge and revenge against Francis.
"But speaking of this, I haven't seen Jason around," Harper said as she suddenly remembered this fellow disciple of hers. Right
after he assisted Francis' escape, Jason too had disappeared just like that. She asked, "Will he also be in the capital of the
South Kingdom?"
"Not necessarily," Matthew answered after thinking for a while. "Although Jason had been on good terms with Francis, he is
unlikely to collude with the enemy and betray the Bright Dynasty. So my guess is that he has broken up with Francis. But I don't
know where he is now. Maybe he too has come to the capital of the South Kingdom, waiting to watch the Worship Ceremony."
"I heard that the Holy Maiden of the South Kingdom is a top beauty, and she is even more beautiful than Princess Diana, the
perhaps there isn't any better place for him to go than the South Kingdom," Harper said with a smirk. "I wonder which one of
them would be more charming to Jason, the Holy Maiden of the South Kingdom or Francis? If the Holy Maiden is less charming
than Francis, I'm afraid Jason would not pass his affection to somebody else." All of a sudden, Matthew got reminded by
Harper's words, and something clicked in his mind. "I heard that when you were at the
Imperial Palace earlier, you showed the largesse to draw the thirty-six peaches-sharing skills for Jason. According to what I
heard, it looked erotic with complete postures, and maybe even comparable to porn drawings..."
A cold shiver ran down Harper's spine. Judging from Matthew's tone, she could tell that he was up to something. She anticipated
some danger, so she denied without further thinking, "No, no, no. I didn't. I just thought about satirizing Jason through some
drawings. I drew nothing that had sexual meanings."
"Really?"
"Trust me. I'm serious!" Harper almost vowed to Matthew. She was worried that if he found out about the thirty-six peaches-
sharing skills she had drawn were more pornographic than porn drawings, he would punish her in a raptured manner.
Matthew seemed to believe what she said, which made Harper breathe a sigh of relief silently. However, before she could
completely relax her vigil, she heard Matthew say, "Anyway, I've told someone to grab the thirty-six peaches-sharing skills
collection from Jason. In a few days, I will know what you have drawn."
Hearing Matthew, Harper almost felt like her brain had burst out. Looking at him, she could do nothing but giggle, "They are just
a few drawings. You need not take them so seriously."
"That's because my wife has drawn none for me, but has drawn thirty-six of them for him. I don't have any problem in admitting
that I'm jealous of him. So, I have decided to snatch all of them and leave none to him." Matthew sounded pretty serious.
"How about if I draw for you as many as you want?" Harper asked in an adulatory manner. She was wholeheartedly ready to
satisfy him as long as he didn't mention about the thirty-six peaches-sharing skills.
"Okay, but I will still have a look at them.".
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