When Zhao Cheng went inside, he saw Deng Fugui and Chai Xin talking with Zheng Hongxiu, and there was also a middle-aged man with refined features and elegant attire next to them.

"Huh? Why is Vice Minister Li here too?"

Zhao Cheng was puzzled. He recognized the middle-aged man; he was Li Guanyu's father, Li Shu, the Vice Minister of Rites in the Eastern Capital.

"Master Deng! Master Chai! Master Li!"

"Young Prime Minister!"

"What's going on?"

Zhao Cheng glanced at Zheng Hongxiu and saw that her face looked extremely pale.

Deng Fugui smiled and said, "This is a murder case. Why is the young prime minister interested in this matter?"

Deng Fugui's warning was quite clear: the young prime minister should not get involved in major cases involving lives.

Zhao Cheng looked around and said, "I'm a regular here, I almost consider this my second home. I'm just curious!"

Deng Fugui glanced at Li Shu, pulled Zhao Cheng aside, and whispered, "A guest stayed here last night, and when the young lady woke him up this morning, she found him dead."

Zhao Cheng asked, "How did you die?"

"Foaming at the mouth, an overdose of medication."

"That's his own problem, what does it have to do with Louzi?"

"If that were all, Hongxiulou could have just paid more compensation and let it go. But the friend who came with the deceased insists that neither he nor the deceased had a habit of taking medication, nor did they bring any with them. So..."

Zhao Cheng interjected, "So he said the medicine was given to him by a girl from the brothel?"

“That’s right!” Deng Fugui nodded.

"Won't the dead prove it?" Zhao Cheng frowned.

"Of course!" Deng Fugui sighed and said, "Even Mother Zheng won't admit it!"

Zhao Cheng looked at Li Shu, who was still looking around, and asked in surprise, "Why is Vice Minister Li here as well?"

“This makes things even more complicated!” Deng Fugui raised an eyebrow.