Forensic Imperial Concubine novel Chapter 560

The steward of Francis's mansion came in to report, "Your Highness, Lord Andy is here."

Francis nodded slightly and continued to mold the sugar figurine in his hand. Interestingly, it was in his own shape this time. "Let him in."

"Good evening, Your Highness," Andy greeted Francis with a smile and bowed down.

"Please rise, Lord Andy," Francis said in a soft tone. "How is Father?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness. His Majesty is fine. He's just worried about your health. That's why he ordered me to bring you some ginseng to add your nutrition. The imperial physician informed His Majesty that you have lost too much blood. After hearing that, His Majesty ordered me to send you all the top quality ginseng from the storehouse."

"I am so grateful to Father for his kindness and concern," said Francis. He struggled hard to sit up and make a kowtow to express his gratitude, but his wound was affected. Immediately, he opened his mouth and gasped in pain. Andy rushed forward to stop him and said, "Your Highness, please don't move. The wound is not fully healed. It might get even worse if it gets torn. His Majesty knows quite well about your love and respect for him and cares about your health very much."

"I can walk now. It's just that my wound got pulled up because of my excitement," Francis said with a smile. "Please tell Father that I'm recovering well. Also, please tell him not to worry about me. He should pay more attention to take care of himself."

"Your Highness, I will surely convey your words to His Majesty. Please have a good rest. I'm going back to the Imperial Palace and report to His Majesty right away." Lord Andy smiled like the Maitreya Buddha and took permission to leave. Among all the sons of the emperor, Francis was the most easygoing.

"Send Lord Andy out," Francis ordered the steward.

Before Andy walked out with a smile, the sugar figurines molded by Francis came into his sight. He couldn't help but feel funny. He was quite surprised to find that Francis had such a hobby.

The news about Matthew's return to the imperial capital was already swirling in the town.

In Maxwell's mansion, he was reviewing the military reports in his study. His wife, Ivy, came with a cup of ginseng tea. "Maxwell, it's already late at night. You should take care of yourself. I've made a cup of ginseng tea for you."

"Put it down. I will drink it later," Maxwell said without even raising his head.

Hearing this, she placed the tea on the desk. But she didn't leave immediately but kept staring at him for quite a while. Then she asked hesitantly, "Maxwell, have you been dissatisfied with your concubines in our mansion recently?"

Maxwell stopped writing as soon as he heard the question. He raised his head, and asked, "What do you mean?"