Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

Chapter 577

"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 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."

said, but he looked at Fred

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 Highness, compared

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."

all over her body. Covering her face with both hands, Harper said, "Fortunately, you're a man. Otherwise,

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

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