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.,He was just a physician. The imperial hospital's concoctions couldn't even guarantee the emperor's health.,These ministers, deeply favored by the state, do not consider how to repay their lord with utmost loyalty. They only know how to fawn over powerful officials and despise their ruler. Now, they even offer him a knife!。