“How is my son” The noblewoman ignored the eunuch’s greeting completely, rushing to Zhu Yijun’s side. She trembled as she reached out and took hold of the ten-year-old child's hand, gently opening the wound.,Before Empress Dowager Li, this man was extremely respectful and flattering. But in the young emperor's memory, everywhere was disgust and fear towards Feng Bao, this great consort.,As for Feng, he's like a fox pretending to be powerful by using the emperor's authority. That's understandable since he can get away with it. But what does it mean to set a trap for the little emperor。