Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

Chapter 946

As Douglas pondered silently, a red rose suddenly bloomed in the sky. Much like a firework, it was beautiful but temporary.
Matthew gave Harper a searching look. This was the special signal bomb she used to inform him she needed rescue. But she
was right by his side now, so who was giving off that signal?
"Rolando is in danger, and he's asking for our help."
Feeling slightly guilty at what she'd done, Harper chuckled ruefully. "I was worried that if Rolando ran away, finding him would be
difficult since I had no way to contact him. So I gave him a signal bomb."
"You do know that his death would save us a lot of trouble, right? There's no need to worry about him,"
Matthew said lazily. "Even if we don't save that bastard, it's not as if he'll die."
Harper pushed him lightly and said, "We can take this opportunity to coerce Rolando to hand over the Heavenly Books and the
half Sacred Seal. It's the perfect chance, and we can't miss it. It won't be that easy to catch him next time if he runs."
Matthew looked at Harper and asked, "That's all there is?"
"I swear, that's all!"
Harper said immediately. She wouldn't dare to have anything else to do with Rolando, not with such an overtly jealous husband
around. There was no telling what cruel way he'd choose to release that anger.
Her reaction pleased him. At once, he stood up and called his subordinate, "Barry!"
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Take the two of them back to the stronghold outside the city. I'll go with Harper to see if Rolando is dead."
With that, he put his arm around Harper's waist and flew away instantly. Patrick, who had been gnawing at a bone, was surprised
to find its master had vanished. After giving the beast a pitiful look, Barry tried to soothe it.
"His Highness and Her Highness will be back soon," he said.
Barry didn't know if Patrick could understand him, but it jumped from Douglas's head to his, then solemnly continued biting on
the bone.

Rolando never dreamed that he would have to go to Matthew one day for help, but he knew he was no match for his rivals.
Seriously injured, Miguel and Rupert were still stubbornly by his side.
Blood dripped down Rolando's hand that was holding the sword. The killers surrounding him still kept coming closer, intent on
killing him.
"Your Majesty, we will create a diversion to help you escape. Please run as soon as you get an opening."
Miguel's face had turned deathly pale. He was used to being unrestrained, but he had to curb this considering the situation.

"Hand over the Heavenly Books as well as the Sacred Seal, and I'll spare your life,"
the assassin in the lead said coldly. He wore a bronze mask that hid his face.
Rolando gave his left hand a slight shake to rid it of the blood. Despite being at a disadvantage, he stood his ground. "No, it's the
only thing saving my life right now."
"Your kingdom has been overthrown. You're no longer an emperor. Why don't you just give the things up?"
"Even though I am no longer an emperor, I still won't give them to you."
On the surface, Rolando appeared kind and gentle. Few knew that behind his kind facade was a ruthless heart. He would deal

the assassins were Matthews' men. Once he discovered they weren't, he decided to plead to the man for help. When Harper and Matthew arrived, they sat on the side and observed the

stronger." "He has been poisoned," Harper pointed out. She knew what Rolando was really like. Good at disguise, he hid a ruthless heart behind a smiling face. Although charming on the surface, he would be the first to stab you in the back when your guard was down. But Rolando looked different today. He looked like he was forced into a corner. There was no other reason for him to ask Matthew, of all people, for help. "Matthew, you have been taking your time watching this show. Are you planning to help?" Rolando was pretty angry. Matthew hadn't made a move since he arrived. He just hided in the dark and watched him struggle in embarrassment. What a bastard! Matthew gestured for Harper not to

Rolando knew that Matthew was heartless, but the man's indifference still bothered him. He was starting to regret asking him for
help.
Matthew said frigidly, "You asked for my help. How about you show the proper respect I deserve and ask me to save you."
Rolando choked on his own blood. His anger at Matthew seemed to get the best of him.
"Your Highness, can't we talk about it later?" Miguel begged Matthew, not having the heart to see his master in this state.
"No, we can't,"
Matthew said icily. "Your master is as cunning as a fox. If I save him, he will run away immediately. Perhaps I won't be able to
catch him when he does, so we need to strike a deal first. Then, we'll talk about the rescue."
The assassin leader frowned at Matthew's sudden appearance. He seemed to ponder something. "Your Highness, this is a
private matter. Please don't interfere."
"Private matter?" Matthew swaggered up to him.

grateful to you." The leader's voice sounded hoarse, like a polished stone lying in the desert for years, steady and lifeless. "Your Highness,

for blood. However, that was when Matthew and Rolando attacked him at the same time. Although they were sworn enemies, they worked well together. They were well-versed in each other's moves. The man seemed to have foreseen this. He forced Matthew back with one hand, and caught Rolando's sword with the other, stilling Rolando's movement. The leader grinned. Just then, a figure appeared like a ghost out of nowhere, stabbing the leader in the stomach. Shocked, the leader tightened

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