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"How is my son" a noblewoman asked, rushing in from outside. Behind her stood two rows of palace maids, standing silently, each holding a palace lamp and motionless, not daring to lift their heads.,The ten-year-old emperor walked on eggshells, suspected by the ministers of being too young to rule. Unable to govern personally, he had little to do with the affairs of state.,"My son!" Empress Dowager Li, upon hearing this, became even more heartbroken. Tears streamed down her face as she tightly embraced Zhu Yijun, her tears falling onto the young emperor's body.。