Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

After taking a glance at the door of the ward, Shawn gave out his orders. "Keep guard here," he said with authority. "No one is
allowed to enter the room without the permission of Lady Harper. That should apply to my parents as well."
"Understood!"
Shawn then turned around and checked on Harper, who quickly fell asleep because of how tired she was. Her peace, however,
was short-lived: Darwin, the mansion’s resident physician, made a ruckus outside and almost woke her up. Shawn found that
unacceptable and so he rushed outside and told Darwin to keep it down.
"Is she okay? Her face looks very pale," Shawn asked Forsythia worriedly as he stared at the sleeping lady in front of her.
Forsythia frowned primarily because she herself had no idea how Harper was doing at that moment. She had only seen Harper
weak when she was detoxifying Matthew. But even that Harper was way different from the Harper she was facing now. Based on
her analysis, however, even though Harper looked rather pale at the moment, she was not weak per se—she was only too tired.
"Her Highness had been busy for six consecutive hours," she explained to Shawn. "She even didn't dare blink during the
treatment in fear of making any kind of mistake. Besides, that whole process forced her to use a huge chunk of her spiritual
power, which is why she is now this tired and pale. I think this is nothing serious and with proper care, she would bounce back in
no time."
Shawn agreed with Forsythia's analysis of the whole situation. After staying for a bit longer just to gaze upon Harper's beautiful
face, he left, went to the kitchen and brought the nutritious ginseng soup for Harper. Then, he told Zorro, "Please tell Prince
Matthew that Wendy's condition has yet to stabilize. Because of that, I think it would be better if Lady Harper stays here tonight.
Tell him to rest assured that we will take care of her."

Zorro nodded in understanding. 'Lady Harper must be extremely exhausted, especially after everything that has happened,' he
thought. For him, however, Wendy was dead, no matter if she was still breathing nor not. He would never be able to comprehend
how a person whose chest had been split open would be still alive. Even though she still had a pulse, he was sure that she
would breathe her last breath soon enough. 'No matter how advanced Lady Harper's medical skills are, she wouldn't be able to

save such a lost cause.' So imagine the surprise he felt when he saw how Wendy was recuperating later. He began to
understand that nothing was impossible in the world, and that truly, Harper was a medical genius. After Zorro relayed the
message to him, Matthew immediately went to Travis' mansion. Travis, however, upon knowing that Matthew had arrived to his
doorstep, decided to stay in his own room instead of meeting with him. This hostile reception was a
result of the last time they met: the two of them fought and Matthew beat him his face swollen. For Travis, Matthew was a man
who didn't know how to respect the elders, and so there was no way he would agree to see him again. It was Shawn who came
out and received Matthew in person. Since he knew why he came, he immediately took him to the house Harper was staying in
for the night. "Lady Harper was so tired that she fell asleep almost immediately. Before she went to sleep, however, she told us
that tonight would be a very important night, and that it is important that she stays in our mansion."
"Hm," Matthew simply said, not stating whether or not he understood what Shawn said. Shawn then led him to Harper’s quarters.
There, he lifted the quilt and lied on the bed next to Harper.
The corner of Shawn's mouth twitched at the sight of this. He was so scandalized by what he was seeing that he kept still for a
while, just staring at Matthew. When he realized what he was doing, he shook his head and thought to himself, 'Forget it. He
simply wants to sleep beside his wife. It has nothing to do with me. I should just be thankful to God if Wendy is recovering well.'
He then turned around and walked out of the room. Carefully, he instructed the servants not to disturb the sleeping couple. After
that, he walked towards Wendy's ward. Forsythia kept watch inside the room in case of any change in her condition, while Zorro

was keeping guard outside the door to prevent anybody unauthorized from coming into the room. "May I come in to have a
look?" Shawn asked Zorro in a low, whispery voice. After a moment's hesitation, Zorro answered, "Lady Harper told us that Miss
Wendy is still very weak from the operation. You can have a look at her outside the door, but you cannot enter the room." "That’s
okay," Shawn answered frankly. He just wanted to take a look at Wendy, even if that meant that he could only see her from a
distance. This was not because he didn't trust Harper, but because he was concerned with his own younger sister as an.

elder brother.
Zorro further reminded him, "I am so sorry, Marquis Shawn. I understand that you are worried about your sister, but you must
understand that she had just undergone such a tough operation. If anyone comes inside, her wounds might get infected, and
then, the situation would only be more difficult for her, and to be honest, for every one of us."
"I understand," Shawn said softly. "I just want to see her, and I'll just outside the door."
Zorro then opened the outer door to let Shawn in. Shawn entered, and there, he looked through the window. Wendy was inside,
lying quietly on the bed. Forsythia was beside her, dutifully taking care of her patient. While he didn’t see Wendy move at all, he
knew that she was still alive, though very weak for now.
"Prince Matthew has come to our mansion and is now staying with Lady Harper at the house next door. If you have anything to
report to him, you can go straight there," Shawn told Zorro. After taking one last look at Wendy, he turned around and left. He
had to go to report her condition to his parents.
Travis initially wanted to go into the room to see what was going on, but when he remembered that Matthew had already come to
his mansion, he gave up. There was no way he wanted to see Matthew again, and so he could do nothing but walk around the
room, waiting for more news from Shawn.
"Travis, please stop walking in circles. You're making me dizzy," Hannah begged, sounding annoyed. "Lady Harper had already
said that Wendy’s success rate is well above eighty percent. Wendy will be fine."
"Only eighty percent!" Travis screamed. "There is still twenty percent chance that she will die! If Harper fails, Wendy will..." Travis
was extremely restless. However, since he had already agreed to let Harper treat Wendy, he could not go back on his words.
"My Lord," the steward came and greeted him.