Forensic Imperial Concubine novel Chapter 553

Looking at the beggar who appeared in front of her, Harper was stunned for a moment. The beggar looked at her expectantly. She then instinctively handed him two taels of silver.

"Take the money and go buy some food and a warm coat. The air is getting cold," she said. Then she shook her head, and was about to leave.

The beggar looked expressionlessly at the silver in his hand. Seeing that Harper was turning to go, he grabbed her clothes and said, "Lady Harper, please wait a minute."

Harper then realized that the beggar obviously knew her identity. Squinting to see if she could recognize him, she said, "You are..."

"Lady Harper, I'm Owen, the one who works for Prince Francis," the beggar replied at once as he tried to smooth his hair in haste, and revealed his face. Although his face was dirty, his features were recognizable.

Looking at the dirty face in front of her, Harper carefully thought of Owen's face, and then looked back at the young beggar in front of her. She was still uncertain. "Are you Owen?"

"Yes, yes! I'm Owen. Thank God you finally remember me! I'm the Owen who works for Prince Francis," Owen said eagerly. He was indescribably grateful to find Harper. However, before he could say another word, Harper tapped his forehead with her finger.

"Why did you come here? You should be taking good care of him. Don't you know that he needs you to take care of him?" she scolded.

"Lady Harper, misfortune has befallen him. I'm here to implore you for help," Owen cried.

Harper was disconcerted by this news. "What? What happened to him? Has the poison in his body intensified again? That's impossible. I remember clearly that I have given him enough medicine. How could the poison be suddenly intensifying?"

"No, that's not what happened. An assassin appeared at the Imperial Palace on the Rice Porridge Festival. At that festival, Prince Francis was next to His Majesty and he warded off the assassin's sword for His Majesty, saving his life. Prince Francis was hurt and is still in a coma now. The imperial physicians can do nothing about it. I was so distraught and worried that I came here to search for you. It was my misfortune to meet some gangsters on the way. They robbed me of all my money. That's why I am such a mess now," Owen explained, feeling heartbroken. He almost burst into tears again when he recalled what he had suffered when he came here to look for Harper on his own initiative, without permission.

"Francis is still in poor health. How could he block an assassin for His Majesty..." Harper's words trailed off and she did not finish speaking. Fortunately, she had almost completed her business in the River City. She had intended to celebrate the New Year with Matthew in the city, and had never anticipated an occurrence like what Owen had just told her.

"Lady Harper, will he..." Owen started to ask tentatively.

"Don't talk nonsense," Harper scolded. "Follow me to the official inn. I need to talk about this with Matthew."