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Mrs. Zhou walked in with her lunch box in person, and then placed the food in front of Zhou Zheng one by one.

He was surprised, "Mother, you are..."

"You have not eaten well in prison these two days. Let's talk about it first." Mrs. Zhou sighed helplessly, "The punishment is for you, and the pain is for your mother's heart."

Zhou Zheng's eyes were wet, "Thank you, mom."

Mrs. Zhou's eyes drooped and fell on the blank rice paper.

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng hurriedly explained, "Mom, the ancestors are all in his son's heart. His son decided to change his past and be a good person in the future and be a good official."

"With your words, I feel relieved for my mother. This is more useful than writing the ancestral teachings dictatedly." Mrs. Zhou's tears shone.

She said as she picked up the vegetables for Zhou Zheng and delivered them to him, "Eat quickly."

Zhou Zheng held the chopsticks, looked up at Mrs. Zhou, and asked the doubt that had been under his heart, "Mom, I have something that I want to ask you."

"Tell me." Mrs. Zhou wiped her tears.

"My son has signed the confession. How did you use to bring your son out?"

This has always puzzled him. Murong Che has always been called ruthless. How could he let him go because of his friendship with the Zhou family?

"Don't you remember the Zhou family's heirloom?"

"family heirloom?"

"Yes, it was what Emperor First Emperor gave to our Zhou family back then."

"It's that iron coupon for the alchemy book!" Zhou Zheng suddenly remembered and said hurriedly, "Mom, why are you confused? Because my son used the iron coupon for the alchemy book, his son is the sinner of the Zhou family."

Mrs. Zhou sighed after hearing this, "As long as you correct it well, it is better than anything else. What's more, if you die, what's the use of keeping that piece of iron coupon for the alchemy book?"

"It's my son who is unfilial." Zhou Zheng's eyes flashed.

"Let's have a meal." Mrs. Zhou urged.

Zhou Zheng ate steamed buns in prison. Now, seeing the delicacies in front of him, his taste buds suddenly became thrilled.

Seeing Zhou Zhenglang ate all the shrimps voraciously, Mrs. Zhou's eyes trembled.

The eyes were slightly wet, "Eat slowly."

"The food at home is still delicious." Zhou Zheng smiled silly.

"Zheng'er, your wife has been back to her parents' home for more than half a month. Qing'er is not a solution to shouting about having a mother every day. If there is any deep hatred between the couple, you can take her back tomorrow."

Zhou Zheng, who was eating, was choked by the rice when he heard this and kept coughing.

After a long time, he nodded, "I'm all my son."

...

The next morning, just as dawn was dawn, Su Qingran woke up during morning exercises at Dali Temple.

After breakfast, Zhu Hao invited her to the morgue in Houya.

By then, Murong Che was guarding a pair of white bones to concentrate.

When she walked in, she found that the man was fiddling with the bones they found in the graveyard yesterday.

With his piece together, the pile of white bones were barely made into human form.

It was just that a few human bones were missing, making this white skeleton look like it was cut off by someone.

Zhu Hao looked over and frowned slightly, "There are only bones left, how can I take a mortal examination?"

"If you can, you can have an autopsy, and you can have a bone test!"

When Murong Che turned his eyes and saw Su Qingran's eyes clear and confident.

"What can bone tests be used to test?"

"It's similar to an autopsy, and it can be seen whether the bones were injured before and after death."

"Can this be proven?" Zhu Hao was shocked.

Su Qingran nodded and ordered: "Go and prepare the jar, vinegar, salt, and white plums for me."

"Young Master Han, are you planning to make soup?" Zhu Hao was puzzled. Why did he ask him to prepare these cooking items?
Chapter completed!