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.,While the concerned noblewoman, on the other hand, was the biological mother of the young emperor, Empress Dowager Li with the honorable title of Cistern Saint.,He was just a physician. The imperial hospital's concoctions couldn't even guarantee the emperor's health.。