Imperial Study Room.
Qi Yun looked at the young man bowing in front of him, nodded slightly with a smile, and asked, "How is your injury doing?"
"Thanks to the Emperor's blessings, it's much better."
"Hm, such a deep wound, and you've lost a lot of blood; you ought to rest well."
Li Qingmu instinctively nodded, looking at him in confusion. If he needed to rest, why was he summoned to the Imperial Study Room?
Even though he indeed needed to come over once.
"I called you here today, not for any important matter, just to play a game of chess and have a chat." Qi Yun, dressed in a black robe with gold trimmings and wide sleeves, gestured naturally and then signaled, "Sit."
"Thank you, Emperor!"
Li Qingmu expressed his gratitude and sat opposite Qi Yun.
Before Qi Yun was a Go board; the board was set up, with some pieces scattered around, and there were a few pieces on the board. Qi Yun had already played against himself before Li Qingmu arrived.
