The commotion outside his room woke Zhu Yijun, who was drowsy. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw a large bed with three-sided screen walls around it. The sandalwood bed frame was dark with a purple tinge, appearing ancient and profound, emitting an elegant sheen. In the candlelight, one could discern carvings of several five-clawed golden dragons.,The Edict of Self-Blame wasn't written by the emperor, which is also quite common.,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.。