Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

Chapter 552

"I will not get angry," Matthew said, grinding his teeth. Seeing her hesitation, he was more confirmed that the sketches were
perfunctory. "Give them to me."
"All right," she said, handing over the sketches. After handing over the sketches, she moved a few steps backwards, where she
felt relatively safer to stay.
When Matthew saw the first picture, his eyes almost popped out of his socket. He raised his head and looked at her in disbelief.
Immediately, she took a few steps back again subconsciously, feeling like she had committed a grave mistake.
When he turned over the pages and saw the second picture, no one could tell the kind of expression on his face. Harper even
couldn't feel his breath. She couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her forehead. It seemed that she was in danger.
Matthew went through the sketches slowly and carefully. Seeing that there wasn't any expression of anger or rage on his face,
Harper couldn't recognize what was going on in his mind.
"Matthew, darling, are you happy with my sketches?" Harper asked, as her eyes were filled with light-hearted flirtation.
After going through all of her sketches, Matthew slowly put away them carefully. Then he looked at Harper and said, "Yes, very
happy, especially with the postures inside."
His words were indeed a surprise for her. 'What? Why didn't things go as expected? Shouldn't he be very angry?' Harper thought
uncertainly.

"Come here, dear," Matthew said, waving at her.
Harper took a few steps back out of instinct. How could he stay calm after what she had done? In her drawings, she pictured him
as a male character in pornography. She believed that he was just playing a trick by saying that he wasn't angry.

picture book you drew for me?" "Matthew, I'm sorry." Harper swiftly begged for mercy. "You're right, darling. It's my entire fault. I didn't realize that we had that many sex positions to be tried. I will certainly give it a shot tonight. Don't worry, my darling, I swear that I'll try all

a lamb in the tiger's den, and it was too late for her to run away. Harper was so tired that she fell asleep soon. Matthew was still awake, looking at her. His thoughts were immersed in the news from the imperial capital. On the day of the Rice Porridge Festival, someone tried to assassinate the emperor and Francis got stabbed while trying to save him. Francis was now in his deathbed. After a while, Matthew stood up and went out. "Guards," he called out. "Your Highness." "Ask Rufus to find out where Jason is

eyes turned cold. He hoped that the truth wasn't the same as he imagined, because if it was, then Harper would get disappointed
again.
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Also, make sure to guard the main roads into the River City. Intercept all the news from the imperial capital and report to me
without delays," Matthew instructed. "Don't pass any news to Harper, especially anything related to Francis."
"Yes, Your Highness."

He recalled each of his previous interactions with Francis. In his mind, Francis was someone who always gave other people an impression that he was weak. Every time he saw him, he sat on a wheelchair, but his smile was extremely pure.

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