Forensic Imperial Concubine

Chapter 866 The Siblings Teamed Up (Part Two)

"With that thing, Rolando and Harper could never be together again. My silly sister, I'm sure you know that Harper and Uncle Matthew have an intimate relationship. They're married, after all. So picture this, Harper taking the initiative in tempting Rolando to have sex with her. Even when her consciousness is a little hazy, Rolando might go along with it anyway. What do you think Uncle Matthew will do? What do you think Harper will do?"

"Rolando will never do that!"

Francis pinched Lilian's chin and said, "Lilian, you clearly don't know men that well! A man will always lose control of himself in front of the one he loves, even someone like Rolando. However, it's up to you if you want to go with this the plan or not. I just have to remind you that if you just sit here and wait until Rolando successfully wins Harper's heart, you'll eventually be sorry since you had the chance of preventing them from being together."

After that, Francis left the room, but what he had said made a big impression on Lilian. Harper was still oblivious about Rolando's feelings for her, but it was true that she and Rolando had become close friends and they were comfortable together. Lilian believed that if Rolando kept pursuing her little by little, there was no doubt that Harper would eventually fall in love with him sooner rather than later.

"No! No! She can't do that! Rolando belongs to me!" Lilian couldn't help but scream out loud.

Meanwhile, Rolando went back to the Dragon Palace as soon as he left the Bliss Palace. He immediately soaked himself in the bathtub because he didn't really want to do anything else. "Your Majesty, you've been bathing for an hour. It's time," Lord Sean anxiously said.

"Get out," Rolando firmly responded.

Sean was so anxious that he stamped his feet. He turned around and yelled at Dan, "Hurry up! Go and get Lady Harper!"

"If anyone dares to disturb her, I'll break his legs!" Rolando ordered sternly. Sean's eyelids twitched when he heard Rolando's words. He waved his hand and let Dan go.

Sitting in the bathtub alone, Rolando had a gloomy expression on his face. He had actually been thinking about what Lilian had said to him. Was he really treating Harper in a very special way? Was it true that he had been in love with her for a long time?

"Sean," he called out.

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"What did I look like when I was with Harper?" Rolando asked in a low voice.

Sean paused for a few seconds before he cautiously began to reply, "I've never seen Your Majesty so happy with anyone else. You seem to really enjoy your time with Lady Harper."

"Was I that happy?" Rolando scooped up handfuls of water and watched it slipped from his fingers. "I actually do feel very happy every time I see her. And when I can't see her, I feel very lonely. I —"

Rolando stood up from the bathtub all of the sudden, the water splashing all over the ground. Matthew would arrive very soon so he had to get everything ready. "Get changed," Rolando briefly commanded.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Sean didn't care what Rolando was going to do as long as he left the bathtub. After putting on his clothes, Rolando began reading the files from the ministers. As Sean watched the emperor, the corner of his lip twitched. He had thought Rolando was going to see Lady Harper, but to his surprise, Rolando had chosen to read some important documents.

Meanwhile, Matthew finally arrived outside of the city. However, it was already late at night so it wasn't easy to enter the city. Not to mention that Rolando had arranged a lot of people on Matthew's way to

stop him. So even though Matthew had been really careful, he had encountered numerous troubles on the way.

"Your Highness." A man's voice was heard in the darkness. Matthew tilted his head a little to look at the city wall. A man was waving at him. His figure was very strange and it seemed like something was wrong with his head.

Matthew looked at the figure calmly and soon realized that it was a Zorro. Matthew approached him, finally able to see the man's face very clearly. There was a little thing standing on Zorro's head. No wonder Matthew felt there was something wrong with his head. "Why are you not following Harper?"

Zorro thought Matthew was asking him so he replied, "Emperor Rolando is vigilant about us so we can't enter the Imperial Palace."

In fact, Matthew's eyes were focused on Patrick who was standing on Zorro's head. The creature folded its arms across its chest, glared at him, and began to talk. Patrick was so excited that he trampled on Zorro's head in a very furious way, quite a few times.

Even before they met up with Matthew, Zorro hated having Patrick on top of his head, but he had no choice. Patrick was so powerful. If he refused, the creature would make them suffer a lot. In addition, Patrick was Harper's favorite pet and since it was a powerful beast from the Labyrinth Swamp, they didn't dare to pick on it.

"You mean, Harper asked you to find me and you're not allowed to go back to her if you can't do so?" Matthew asked. He reached out and grabbed Patrick from Zorro's head. He held it in his arms and started to rub its head violently. "But did you just call me an idiot? Who are you calling an idiot huh?"

Zorro stared at Matthew in admiration. All this time, he had thought Harper could understand what Patrick was saying because she was its master. He couldn't believe that even Matthew could

comprehend what Patrick was saying as well. It seemed like the old saying was true—One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black.

"Your Highness, do you understand what Patrick is saying?"

"I don't. But I can read its expression, especially when it glared at me with a smug look. I really want to beat it up, to be honest," Matthew said with a grin.

Pretending that it could not understand what Matthew was talking about, Patrick refused to admit that it had scolded him. The creature knew that it was no match for Matthew, so it decided it was going to tell the man off when it saw Harper.