Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

Sherry was currently being confined in the Cold Palace, which made all the other ladies in the Imperial Palace quite worried.
After all, what if the same fate befell them? They all shuddered at the thought of it.
As soon as Monica heard the news, she immediately ordered her servants to close her palace gate at once, refusing to go out
from then on. For as long as she did not try to stir up any trouble, the empress probably wouldn't persecute her.
Meanwhile, Felix headed straight toward the Tranquil Hall after the imperial court session was over. The empress was there
painting a picture of the magnificent spring scenery. When she saw her son arrive, a faint smile crept onto her face. "Right now,
Francis is in prison. And Sherry, on the other hand, is in the Cold Palace. Do you have any thoughts about it?"
"Thoughts?" A strange look flashed across Felix's eyes and he gestured for everyone else present to leave. Soon, they had the
room to themselves—the empress, Felix, and the emperor, who lay motionless on the bed and was still in a coma.
Seeing this, the empress quickly understood that Felix wanted to say something that couldn't be said in front of others or heard
by anyone else.
"So, have you come up with a plan?"
"When is Father going to regain consciousness? What did the imperial physicians say?" Felix asked casually. After he took a
seat, his eyes were fixated on the emperor who had yet to wake up from his coma.
"The imperial physicians couldn't say for certain," the empress replied as she went on painting. "It won't be good for us if he
stays unconscious like this. After all, we have closed off the Tranquil Hall for many days. I'm pretty sure those officials must be
starting to feel suspicious about it, especially after what Francis said during today's court session."

fleeting moment and the emperor didn't open his eyes in the end. The mother and son didn't notice that at all. "How far?" Felix sneered.

in bed sick all the time. After the emperor's death, Felix would inherit the throne legally. That way, everything would be done completely above board and out in the open. For a brief moment, silence filled the air. Then, Felix turned his gaze toward the emperor who was on the bed. "Of course I have the guts!" At that time, the empress happened to finish her painting and put down the brush. Holding the canvas up for Felix to see, she asked, "What do you think of this?" "It is brimming with life. Everything is brought to life by the verdant green. It is quite a vivid painting of the spring scenery." Felix smiled as he said. Since the emperor's death had been set in stone, there was no longer any need for them to keep up appearances. However, the emperor couldn't die right away. Otherwise those ministers would, without a doubt, suspect that he killed the emperor. After all, Francis had just accused him of having malicious intent in

a word. For as long as the emperor was alive, Felix would always remain to be the crown prince no matter how powerful he might be. Although Felix was the one temporarily in charge of the empire

he really couldn't care less about all these things. The empress and Felix already had all the right pieces