Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

The next morning, Chen Mo carried his medicine kit and went to the palace to see patients as usual.

First, we'll visit the palaces along the way, deliver medicine and have follow-up appointments at each one, and briefly explain the precautions for recuperation.

Next was Consort Li's courtyard.

When they were still a hundred or so steps away from the palace gate, Chen Mo's eyes narrowed slightly.

A row of guards with swords stood neatly at the entrance of the courtyard, their posture upright and their aura imposing.

Looking at their attire, it was exactly the same as that of the emperor's personal guards, all of them masters at the Grandmaster level.

Just as he had predicted.

The surveillance camera installed on the eaves of the high-rise building last night has already recorded the entire scene, waiting for him to retrieve it and review it...

A thought flashed through his mind, but his expression remained unchanged, and his pace remained constant.

"Halt! Who dares to stop?"

Before he could get close to the courtyard gate, a guard stepped out, his hand on the hilt of his sword, staring at him with sharp eyes.

Chen Mo shuddered, nearly dropping the medicine box in his arms, his face filled with panic.

"Sir, sir! I am a physician from the Imperial Medical Academy, ordered to come to the palace to treat Her Majesty. I came to examine her yesterday!"

The guard scrutinized him carefully, his expression remaining unchanged.

"Show your receipt."

Chen Mo hurriedly pulled out a white jade pendant with dragon patterns from his bosom, raised it high above his head with both hands, his posture respectful yet fearful.

"I have a waist token bestowed upon me by His Majesty! Please examine it!"

The guard took the jade pendant, examined its patterns, immediately composed himself, and respectfully returned it with both hands, bowing slightly at the waist.

"Please wait a moment, sir. Allow me to go inside and inform them."

A moment later, the guard returned, stepped aside, and raised his hand to make way.

"Enter, His Majesty summons you."

Upon entering the courtyard, the atmosphere inside is immediately apparent.

The emperor sat upright in the center of the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his expression calm and composed, showing no emotion.

Consort Li slumped in the chair beside her, her face deathly pale.

Behind Consort Li, four maids stood up again, each with their hands at their sides, exuding a calm and composed aura; all of them were at the late stage of the Transformation Realm.

When one spy died, the emperor immediately replaced him with four more, leaving no gaps.

The eyes of this group were exactly the same as those of the maid who committed suicide last night—cold, stiff, and devoid of any human emotion; they were all like dead servants.

On the other side of the courtyard, a group of dedicated investigators moved back and forth.

Some people were investigating the scene, some were measuring the traces, and some were recording the inquiries; they were all extremely busy.

These people were all the emperor's confidants, and the investigation was personally supervised by the Grand Master and Imperial Guards.

The murder case in the imperial harem was handled entirely internally.

The news must be completely blocked and never leaked.

Chen Mo lowered his eyes slightly, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Check it out.

Even if they searched until dark, they couldn't find a single clue.

The real culprit is standing right under everyone's noses right now.

"Zhang Deshuai".

The emperor raised his eyes, spoke, and slowly put down the teacup in his hand.

"How are the ladies' healths yesterday, after my visit to the palace for a medical consultation?"

Chen Mo bowed deeply, his face full of fear and confusion.

"Your Majesty, all seven consorts have been examined, and they all suffer from stagnation and weakness in their bodies. All of them are treatable, and the necessary medicines have been prepared by this old man."

As soon as he finished speaking, a head guard rushed in, knelt on one knee, and reported the details of the case.

"Your Majesty, the doors and windows of the side room are intact, with no signs of prying or damage. The guards on duty stayed up all night and did not hear the slightest unusual noise."

An on-site investigation confirmed that the maid died by suicide; the sword was her personal weapon, and the wound was clean and there were no signs of struggle.

The courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

The doors and windows were intact, no one entered or left, and there was no sound.

A perfectly good personal maid inexplicably committed suicide in the middle of the night, and everything about her is eerie.

Several pairs of eyes fell on Chen Mo simultaneously, filled with scrutiny and suspicion.

He was the only outsider to enter this courtyard yesterday.

Chen Mo's legs went weak, and he bent even lower, his posture filled with extreme fear.

"Your Majesty is wise! I left the palace yesterday after completing my diagnosis, and the young lady was perfectly unharmed when I left!"

He deliberately insisted that he left at noon to completely clear himself of all suspicion.

The emperor stared at him silently, his gaze deep and unwavering, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Did you notice anything unusual when you visited yesterday?

Chen Mo looked terrified and waved his hands and shook his head repeatedly.

"No! There's absolutely nothing wrong! How could a perfectly healthy person suddenly pass away? This old man simply can't understand it!"

All the panic and fear were perfectly executed acting, with just the right amount of nuance.

The emperor quietly observed him for a moment, and seeing that he remained composed and genuinely fearful throughout, he completely withdrew his scrutinizing gaze.

A terrified old doctor from the countryside can't cause any trouble.

Several concubines nearby spoke up again, feigning to comfort Consort Li, breaking the silence in the courtyard.

After a long silence, Consort Li suddenly looked up at Chen Mo, who was standing with his back bowed, and asked a question in a soft voice.

"Dr. Zhang, you've treated countless patients, a perfectly healthy person. Why would you suddenly have such a despondent thought and attempt suicide?"

The sounds of comforting words in the room stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Mo.

Chen Mo sighed softly, his tone sincere and simple.

"Your Majesty, this old man can only heal physical ailments, not the anguish of the heart. Most of the people and things that people can't understand in this world, in the end, are suffering in silence and have no choice but to accept their fate."

Consort Li was slightly taken aback, then lowered her eyes in silence and did not ask any more questions.

The emperor's fingers, holding the teacup, paused almost imperceptibly for a moment.

The investigation continues within the hospital, with staff constantly moving around.

The tea in his hand had long since gone cold, but he hadn't drunk a drop.

The case needs to be investigated, and the necessary gestures need to be made, but the extent of the investigation and the amount of information leaked are entirely under his control.

The secrets hidden within the imperial harem must never be pried into or touched by anyone.

The emperor casually asked a few more questions about the progress of the other concubines' treatments, then raised his hand and waved it away.

"It's alright, you may leave now. Come back to the palace for a follow-up examination and treatment in a few days."

Chen Mo felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and quickly bowed and retreated.

The expression on Chen Mo's face only gradually faded after he had run a long way out of the palace.

Someone was secretly watching them the whole time. This act had to be performed flawlessly until they were completely out of sight.

Back at the Imperial Medical Academy, he handled his daytime affairs as usual, scheduling shifts, reviewing the pharmacopoeia, and writing prescriptions, just like any other day.

I stayed up until late at night, when all was quiet.

Chen Mo changed into his black night clothes and opened the bedroom window.

There is no moon tonight, and the night is pitch black, so dark you can't see your hand in front of your face. It's the perfect time to take action.

Wearing night vision goggles instantly transforms the pitch-black night into a clear and bright environment.

His true energy suddenly burst forth, and his figure abruptly soared into the air, flying towards the nine tall buildings.

Looking down over the entire palace, one sees patrols of guards carrying torches moving back and forth.

After the murder, everyone in the palace was on edge, not daring to relax for a moment.

However, the patrol lights on the ground can illuminate the streets and alleys, but not the high-altitude areas.

Chen Mo soared through the air, reaching heights far exceeding all the palaces and pavilions, and steadily approached the tallest nine-story building under the cover of night.

In the span of a dozen breaths, it landed steadily in the shadows of the eaves.

He quickly removed the pinhole camera, flicked his fingers, pulled out two memory cards, and carefully put them into his bronze ring.

The entire process was carried out without anyone noticing, leaving no trace.