Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

Chapter 689

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"No way!" Francis said decidedly. "I lost her once and I don't want to lose her again. Jason, don't you feel regretful?"
"No!" Jason exclaimed in a cold tone, hiding his emotions deep in his eyes.
Francis coughed, his hands tightly clutching his chest. "When your master accepted a junior disciple, you couldn't stop talking
about your junior brother. And later when you found out that the junior brother was in fact a junior sister, you came to me in the
middle of the night looking so flustered. You were beside yourself with happiness that you could not speak coherently. You even
carved a jade pendant for her with your own hands. I remember she always wore the jade pendant every day."
When Jason heard that, it felt like something was about to spill from his eyes, but he managed to close them in time and said,
"Francis, it's already too late! We have to accept the fact that she's Uncle Matthew's wife and our Aunt!"
"So what?" Francis said coldly. "Knowing that I love her, I should strive for her love. I don't think there's anything wrong with that."
"You could only strive for her love before she got married. Now, she has already become someone else's wife!" Jason felt so
helpless at that moment. This was how Francis was. He was so stubborn that no one could convince him to stop once his mind
was made up.
"Jason, even though she is married, she can still get a divorce peacefully. Other than that, she can become a widow as well,"
Francis whispered under his breath, but Jason was able to hear it anyway.
"You still want to take action against him?" Hearing him say such a thing, Jason couldn't help but feel uneasy. After all, Matthew
was not Lucas. The reason why Lucas could be dealt with so easily was mainly because of his limited ability and poor popularity.

In comparison, Matthew was far from being like that. He was meticulous and had many talented followers. If Francis were to try
to kill Matthew, he had to consider if he could bear the repercussions of his actions in case he failed to kill him off. Turning
around, Francis answered, "I won't take action against him. It will be the emperor of the Great Jade Kingdom who's going to do
that. The emperor and Matthew have been sworn enemies. If he keeps Matthew detained in the Great Jade Kingdom, it won't
have anything to do with me." Looking at the receding back of Francis, Jason shook his head in disappointment. The reason why
they decided to take action against Lucas was because they were afraid that there was a testamentary edict in Lucas' hands.

Now that Lucas was already dead, even if the testamentary edict to appoint him as the heir of the late emperor really existed, it
would not mean a thing anymore. However, Matthew was an entirely different matter. Once Matthew raised his arm in a call for
action, countless people
would echo with and follow him. If Francis really took action but failed to kill Matthew, his attempt to take Harper away from
Matthew would definitely be a more than enough reason for Matthew to kill him. "Chief." "What's the matter?" Jason asked, trying
to hold back his emotions. Hope was not yet lost. If he were to inform Harper about it in advance, the result might be different.
"Prince Hoffman in the Repenting Tower wants to have a word with Prince Francis."
"Hoffman." It had been so long since he heard about Hoffman. This time, the people who had seriously injured Francis were a
group of assassins from the South Kingdom who had come to save Hoffman and to kill Harper as well.
"I guess it's time to see him," Jason said, turning around and heading straight toward the Repenting Tower. Although Hoffman
had been relegated to a civilian's status and imprisoned at the tower, he was still able to stir up trouble. Thus, it was clear as day
that he was discontented with his current situation. At the thought of that, Jason wondered what kind of close relationship
Hoffman had with the people from the South Kingdom that they would go to the trouble of coming to his rescue. The tower was

similar to the Cold Palace in its nature, but it was significantly more desolate compared to the Cold Palace. The security was so
tight that even flies won't be able to enter. Its name indicated that it was a place to reflect on one's mistakes, but it was in fact like
a prison. The only difference between the two was that the imperial prison was in the Imperial Palace, while the tower was
located outside the Imperial Palace. Other than that, the two of them were actually the same in nature. Standing at the door of
the Repenting Tower, Jason realized that among the many sons of the late emperor, Hoffman was the
only one who had actually escaped death only because he had been imprisoned in the tower. That being said, if Hoffman
harbored malicious intentions, they certainly wouldn't let him go so easily.
"Open the door."
"Yes, Your Highness."

The door of the tower was opened carefully, and a bad smell emanated from the inside all of a sudden. It was hard to imagine
that someone actually lived here. As soon as he stepped foot inside the tower, Jason sensed a moist musty smell. Although he
was aware of the fact that the living condition in the tower was not good, he never could've expected that the environment here
would be comparable to the prison's, or possibly even worse.
"Welcome," Hoffman's voice greeted him. It was not until he heard Hoffman's voice that Jason finally found where he was. After
being imprisoned in the tower for so long, Hoffman looked so despondent.
"It seems that you are enjoying your stay here, Hoffman." Jason poked fun at him. "Why do you want to meet Francis?"
Hoffman stood in front of the threshold on the other side, while Jason stood at the entrance of the tower. The two of them were
staring at each other from afar. Then, Hoffman asked, "Can you make a decision for him?"
"It depends. I can't tell whether I can make the decision or not unless you tell me what it is about," Jason said, walking forward
and moving toward the yard. Even the midday sunshine couldn't dispel the coldness of the tower.
"I want to make a deal with you two." Hoffman cleared his throat. The environment in the tower was just too harsh. Had he not
been living in the south domain in the past, he wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long. "I'm sure that Francis would also
like to know the secret of the Heavenly Book.".

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