Upon hearing this, Qin Yu chuckled coldly and said, "That old bastard Sima Lie really does react quite quickly."
Even if Sima Lie realized something was wrong, Qin Yu wasn't afraid.
After all, according to the secret letter, Zhang Tang is now under protection and has headed towards the three southwestern prefectures, so Sima Lie and his men's search is in vain.
Qin Yu also felt that there was no need for him to waste his energy on this matter with Sima Lie and the others.
We've basically done most of what needed to be done; the only urgent thing left is one last thing.
That was General Li Dingbang, who was imprisoned in the imperial prison!
Thinking of him, Qin Yu looked up and asked:
"How is General Li Dingbang doing in prison lately?"
After saying this, Anfu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"Your Majesty, his health should be much better, but I don't know his exact condition."
After thinking for a moment, Qin Yu said seriously, "I plan to go to the prison again to see the old general and also to plan how to rescue him."
Zhang Tang, this pillar of the state, has been rescued by Qin Yu.
Qin Yu's current thought is how to rescue Li Dingbang, this fierce tiger in the army, as well.
In this way, he would have two great mountains, one for literature and one for military affairs, and at least he would no longer have to be as careful as he is now.
Thinking of this, Qin Yu became even more determined to quickly acquire both literary and martial skills.
"Anfu, prepare your carriage for Qingyun Temple!"
After about half an hour, Qin Yu, accompanied by An Fu, arrived outside Qingyun Temple in a dragon carriage.
Qin Yu ordered the carriage to stop, then dismounted and stepped inside.
Upon entering Qingyun Temple, Qin Yu was slightly puzzled. At this time of year, Liu Caiqing should have been here instructing her disciples in sword practice.
But at this moment, all that can be seen are the disciples practicing their swordsmanship alone in the courtyard.
Someone spotted Qin Yu, quickly stopped what they were doing, and jogged over.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
"Rise." Qin Yu waved his hand and asked:
"Where is Abbess Liu? Isn't she here?"
The visitor was a female disciple, who respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, Abbess Liu... she is feeling unwell today."
Qin Yu frowned and said in a deep voice:
"What's wrong with your body?"
The female disciple blushed slightly and waved her hands hastily, saying:
"This disciple...doesn't know either."
Qin Yu felt something was off, so she decided not to ask any further questions and went straight to the point: "Where is she now?"
"The abbot is resting in the inner room."
"Yes, I understand."
Qin Yu nodded, then walked straight towards the back hall.
...
At this moment, inside the room.
Liu Caiqing's face was deathly pale. She clutched her lower abdomen and curled up on the bed, cold sweat streaming down her forehead.
Yang Tao was extremely anxious and quickly grabbed a handkerchief, saying anxiously, "Master, let me wipe your sweat."
Liu Caiqing gritted her teeth and endured the pain, shaking her head and saying, "It's nothing, I just need to rest for a bit."
Yang Tao became even more anxious after hearing this. How could someone in so much pain just need a rest?
She worriedly wiped away Liu Caiqing's sweat and comforted her:
“Master, if you are really feeling unwell, please let me call the imperial physician to come and take a look at you.”
Upon hearing this, Liu Caiqing immediately shook her head.
"How could an imperial physician come to our place?"
"But Master, what if you hurt yourself like this?" Yang Tao said anxiously.
Liu Caiqing sighed helplessly. How could she not know her own body?
It's just that little thing. In the past few months, I've only felt slightly uncomfortable. I never expected it to hurt this badly this month.
However, she also knew that this was not an illness and could not be cured. All the trouble she went through would only result in the final answer of "get some rest."
Thinking of this, she reached out to stop Yang Tao and whispered:
"It's okay, do you think I don't know my own body condition?"
“But Abbot, I’m really afraid of you…” Yang Tao’s eyes reddened with anxiety.
Just then, a shout rang out from outside.
"His Majesty has arrived!"
The next second, Qin Yu walked in.
Yang Tao was startled and quickly knelt down to greet him.
Liu Caiqing also struggled to get out of bed.
Her frail appearance instantly made Qin Yu rush over, press her down on the bed, and ask softly with concern:
"I heard you're ill? Are you alright?"
A blush crept onto Liu Caiqing's pale face as she whispered, "No... nothing's wrong."
"You still say you're fine! Look at your face! Do you have a fever?" Qin Yu pointed at Liu Caiqing's flushed cheeks.
Liu Caiqing lowered her head to avoid eye contact.
Menstruation is something that women would feel ashamed to talk about, let alone Qin Yu, who is a man. How could she possibly say it?
Qin Yu looked at her strange appearance and then at Yang Tao.
Even Yang Tao kept her head down, her gaze darting away.
He immediately understood and frowned, asking, "Stomach ache?"
Liu Caiqing nodded.
She was also puzzled as to why the Emperor knew.
At this moment, Qin Yu finally understood.
"Wait a minute!"
After saying this, Qin Yu immediately stood up, looked at Yang Tao, and ordered, "Go and prepare some brown sugar, salt, ginger slices, and the like for me."
Although Yang Tao didn't understand what was happening, she quickly followed the instructions.
Soon, Yang Tao brought over some things and placed them on the table.
Yang Tao prepared everything Qin Yu wanted.
"Your Majesty, what do you need these things for?"
Liu Caiqing, pale-faced on the bed, looked at Qin Yu and asked in confusion when she saw him asking for these things.
Yang Tao was also curious, but she didn't say anything.
Qin Yu smiled at the two of them, and then personally prepared brown sugar ginger juice and ginger slices.
At the same time, he urged, "Yang Tao, help me start a fire."
"Huh?" Yang Tao was taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening and immediately fetched firewood to start the stove.
Qin Yu also carried the pot over and added water and ginger slices, almost as if they were working together.
"Is His Majesty preparing medicine?"
Liu Caiqing lay on the bed, her face full of confusion.
It looks like they're decocting medicine, but upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem like that.
At least she had never heard of any medicinal herbs that required ginger slices, brown sugar, or even an egg at the end.
At this moment, Qin Yu poured the prepared uterine-warming soup into a bowl, carried it to the bedside, and sat down.
Liu Caiqing looked at Qin Yu and asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, what is this?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yu smiled gently and said, "This is a warming soup for the uterus that I devised myself. Aren't you having a stomachache? Drinking this warming soup should make you feel better."
Did the Emperor guess everything?
Liu Caiqing's face flushed red instantly. She bit her lip, not daring to look at Qin Yu, and simply replied softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Qin Yu handed the bowl over with a faint smile. Liu Caiqing hesitated for a long time before taking it and slowly drinking from it.
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