The queen is spoiling the king and madly criticizing him for spoiling her

[He could have clearly risen to prominence with the support of the Minister of the Central Secretariat.]

[But the domestic violence problem happened again. ]

Perhaps Zhou Han felt that because his late wife hadn't resisted his domestic violence, he assumed all women wouldn't resist. He never expected that Zhao would be so intolerable that she would step forward and expose his evil deeds.

[Women who are caught in domestic violence are truly miserable. Men who like to use violence can only do it countless times.]

[His heartbroken crying is just a fake act of compassion, done for show. I have to say, Zhou Han is truly an actor. At night, he pins the person closest to him to the ground and humiliates him, and during the day, he acts like a loving husband, taking care of his wife in every way. Is this definitely not a mental state that only schizophrenia can cause?]

Gu Jianchu was so angry that his fingers tightly gripped the soft pillow beside him, causing the entire pillow to sag.

Xie Qingzhi was almost pissed off to death by this scumbag.

But seeing that Gu Jianchu was distracted, Xie Qingzhi coughed lightly without caring, and Gu Jianchu gradually regained his composure and asked, "You said that Zhou Han rushed over when the autopsy was halfway through."

Lord Wu nodded with certainty, "That's right."

Gu Jianchu continued to ask, "Do you still remember the condition of the body at that time?"

Lord Wu thought for a moment and said, "I remember the coroner said during the autopsy that the woman had many bruises on her body, like new wounds stacked on top of old ones. I'm not sure if the new ones were from falling off a cliff, but the old ones were quite old, like she was beaten. My county magistrate only solves murders or lawsuits from the public. That woman had never sued her husband before, so we, as officials, naturally don't know anything about it and can't interfere."

Lord Wu did not forget to explain.

"What do you think, Doctor Lin?" Gu Jianchu looked at Doctor Lin.

Doctor Lin just wanted to stand by and eat melon quietly, but he didn't expect to be called out.

Doctor Lin stepped forward and said, "Without seeing the body, I dare not jump to conclusions. However, I can clearly say that bruises on the living and the dead are different. Bruise on the living is relatively lighter in color, while bruise on the dead is relatively darker. This is because when a person falls after death, the blood in the bruise is immobilized, causing it to accumulate and be compressed. I wonder if Lord Wu still remembers what color the bruises on the body were."

Without a second thought, Lord Wu shook his head and denied it, "It's been so long, and I've been busy with other cases. I'm not sure what color the bruise is."

"Zhou Han, you said that your late wife accidentally fell off a cliff while picking mushrooms in the mountains. When did your late wife leave home and go up the mountain?" Xie Ci'an turned the jade ring on his hand. He was wrapped in the pressure of a superior, and his pair of icy eyes swept over Zhou Han like a hunting wolf.

Zhou Han was so frightened that he blurted out without thinking, "Morning."

Xie Ci'an curled his lips into a cold smile and looked at Lord Wu beside him, "When did the rain start that day?"

Lord Wu didn't answer immediately. Instead, he thought carefully before speaking uncertainly, "I remember that on the day Lord Zhou's wife was in trouble, the rain started falling early in the morning before daybreak. It was very heavy and fast. Besides Lord Zhou's wife's accident, I was also worried about the Qingyang Dam, so I sent someone to check it out. So I remember it very clearly."

Xie Ci'an stared at Zhou Han intently, a sneer curling up his lips as he asked, "Didn't you say your wife left this morning? How could you let your wife go up the mountain to help you pick mushrooms when it was raining so hard? You could have waited until the rain stopped, but she insisted on going up the mountain in the rain to pick mushrooms. Aren't mushrooms harder to find and the mountain roads harder to walk on in such heavy rain?"

"Sir Wu, it happened so long ago, yet you still want to recall it so clearly. How do you remember it so clearly?" Xie Ci'an slapped his fingers on the table, and the sound made the Minister of the Central Secretariat standing beside him tremble all over.

[The emperor is so handsome. He managed to get the scumbag to confess his true feelings with just a few words. Zhou Han must be panicking now.]

Hearing the queen praising him for being handsome, Xie Ci'an couldn't help but straighten his back to maintain his image in the queen's heart.

Zhou Han felt guilty when asked this question. A fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His hands were shaking under his sleeves because of panic. His heart was beating so fast that he didn't dare to look at the emperor and empress sitting on the throne. "Although it was a long time ago, I still remember my late wife's accident clearly. In addition, in order to prepare for the imperial examination, I slept very late every night. In the morning, I didn't know that my late wife had gone up the mountain, let alone that she had gone up the mountain in the rain. Later, someone from the government office came to inform me, and I learned that my late wife had such a serious accident. I regret it so much."

As he spoke, Zhou Han actually squeezed out a tear.

Gu Jianchu almost couldn't help clapping his hands.

Zhou Han's acting skills are truly excellent. Coming to the imperial examination is a complete waste of his Nanfu Opera Troupe's talent.

How dare Zhou Han make up such a story? Isn't he afraid that his deceased wife will come to claim his soul one day? He even pretends to be so affectionate.

"You didn't know that your deceased wife went up the mountain, or you already knew that something happened to her on the mountain, so you are worried. Also, your deceased wife has new wounds on top of old ones. Were you the one who beat her?" Gu Jianchu asked casually.

Zhou Han immediately shook his head, "Your Majesty, please be wise. I really didn't know my late wife had gone up the mountain."

"Then were you the one who caused the injuries on your deceased wife's body?" Gu Jianchu asked immediately without giving Zhou Han time to react.

Zhou Han was stunned by Gu Jianchu's question. He looked at the emperor and empress with an instinctive defensive look, more like he was thinking, "I did hit her, but it was because she was not a good wife. I did that. She was out flirting with those wild men all day long. As a husband, how could I tolerate my wife flirting with other men? That's why I hit her. If she hadn't flirted with me first, I would never have hit her. I still want to live a good life with her."

【lie. 】

[He thought that since she was dead, there was no evidence against her, so he could fabricate rumors about her innocence at no cost, in order to help himself escape the punishment for assaulting someone.]

【A disgusting scumbag. 】

【I am speechless.】

It wasn't Yan who was unfaithful and had affairs outside. It was clearly you, flirting with the neighbor's widow while drinking tea with the teahouse's daughter. Once, while helping the widow with chores, he teased her and was seen by Yan. Yan didn't say anything, but he went back and beat her up. He was clearly the one who did the evil, but fearing it would be told, he took it out on Yan. Initially, the domestic violence only occurred when Zhou Han was upset, but it became increasingly severe.