"Bring me the pills, Andy," the emperor ordered. Since he could not get any useful information from Harper, he was left with no other choice but to give up trying. After all, he had something much more important for her to take care of.
When Andy handed over a box to the emperor, Harper glanced at it and thought that it seemed familiar. That was the box for the Longevity Pills which Felix had given the emperor during his birthday banquet.
"Let Harper have a look at the pills."
"Yes, Your Majesty." With that, Andy quickly handed the box of Longevity Pills over to Harper. Taking out the pill, she placed it on the palm of her hand.
"Your Majesty, do you want me to examine the pills?"
"Yes," the emperor flatly replied, nodding his head in response. "Felix and his mother poisoned me with the intention of murdering me. These Longevity Pills were given to me by Felix. I'm afraid that these pills actually contain poison, so I would like you to check on them for me. After all, I know that you have excellent medical skills."
Hearing this, Harper could not help but sneer at him deep inside. She had never really thought that the emperor trusted in her medical skills that much before, nor had he been so amiable toward her. Whenever the two of them met in the past, the emperor had a look in his eyes as though he wanted to rip her into shreds.
After carefully examining the pill, Harper reassured him, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. You can keep taking the pills, and they will actually be good for your recovery. But it seems that there are not many left. If you don't mind, is it okay if I take a pill back for research and see if I can reproduce this Longevity Pill?"
"That's fine. Go ahead and take one with you. Are you one hundred percent certain that there's nothing wrong with the pills?" The emperor couldn't help feeling worried. Only when people grew older would they become more afraid of dying. In particular, the emperor had been at death's door this time. As a result, he was much more afraid of death and came to hate Felix and the empress more.
"There is nothing wrong with them."
"That's good to hear," the emperor remarked, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. "I've made up my mind to strip Gloria of her title as the empress. But, considering that she is my wife, in order to help her save face, I've decided to order her to take her own life."
"She deserves it," Matthew exclaimed in a rather cold tone. He hadn't held the empress accountable for her attempt to plot against Harper. Now that the emperor had decided to force her to commit suicide, she would finally get her just deserts.
With a glimmer in his otherwise dull eyes, the emperor said, "I heard that you are expecting. Now..."
"Your Majesty, that was merely a false positive diagnosis," Harper cut him off before he could continue. "I have already checked my own pulse. I'm not pregnant. It might only look that way because I ate something weird."
"You're not pregnant?" the emperor asked in surprise. Then, he glanced at Matthew. For some reason or other, he suddenly burst out laughing. "Matthew, it seems that you haven't worked hard enough. You have already been married for one year, but you still don't have a child. People will grow suspicious, you know? You aren't getting any younger. Maybe it's time for you to get several more women."
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