Forsythia couldn't help but admire Harper's skills in handling her patient. She thought if she were to do it, at least half of the wine
in the cup would spill and waste. But Harper was so skilled that not even a single drop was spilled outside.
"Your Highness, how is Prince Francis now?"
"Not good." Harper began to withdraw the needles one by one. Even after removing the last needle, there was no sign of Francis
waking up. At the same time, Owen came back.
"Your Highness, how is my master?"
"His condition is getting stable now. His life is not in danger, at least for the time being," Harper said slowly. "Who has been in
charge of his diet recently?"
"It's me. According to your instructions, His Highness' diet is carefully managed. I check and ensure that there isn't any problem
with the food before His Highness consumes it," Owen answered, ill at ease. "Your Highness, is His Highness..."
"Since when did he feel uncomfortable?"
"From yesterday, after he left the Imperial Palace."
"Did he eat or drink anything from the Imperial Palace?" Harper asked in confusion. There were spies in Francis' mansion, but
Owen performed thorough checks before Francis would consume any food from there. So, the chances of him getting poisoned

in his own mansion were unpropitious. The doubts were obviously on his visit to the Imperial Palace.
"I don't know, Your Highness. His Highness was called to the Imperial Study by His Majesty. He stayed there for more than an

realized that Francis must have been poisoned in the Imperial Study. She couldn't understand why the emperor was still worried about Francis, despite the latter risking his own life to save the emperor. Furthermore, the emperor even increased the dosage of poison this time, as if he had lost his patience. Previously, he poisoned Francis at a slow rate, killing him bit by bit, but now, he wanted to finish his son as soon as possible. "We'll know about that when Francis wakes up." Harper stood up and then sat down in front of Francis' desk. "Rub the ink stick for me. I'll write a prescription for a decoction. You have someone

for Harper. Looking at the ink, Harper could not help but praise Owen, "You're really doing a good job with the ink stick." Hearing that, Owen blushed slightly and said, "I have always been on Prince Francis' side every day. Since he enjoys writing very much, I rub ink sticks frequently. Skill comes from practice." Harper dipped an ink brush into the ink and started writing. Owen couldn't help but admire

handwriting looked stylish with delicate and sharp curves. "Your Highness, you have remarkable handwriting," he said.
"Your master's handwriting is even better," Harper said with a smile.
"Your Highness' handwriting is also beautiful. It is in no way inferior to Prince Francis'," Owen said. "Previously, I only heard that
Your Highness was so arrogant and domineering and that you even looked down upon the ladies in the imperial harem. Every
time you saw my master, you looked like to have been infatuated with him. So I didn't even dare to ask you to treat him."

like to have been infatuated with Francis. It was even surprising for her to hear that she had met him many times earlier. "I have met him many times?" "Your Highness, you often met my master while you were working in the Imperial Academy of Medicine. Every time you met him, you followed him like his crazy fan. I

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