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He slowly stood up, looking around. Above him were intricately carved beams and painted pillars, beneath his feet lay a floor of golden bricks. Behind a screen depicting five-clawed golden dragons was a long writing desk. On either side of the desk were two crane-shaped palace lamps, their flickering light casting swirling smoke. The cold air of late autumn, scented with sandalwood, blew across his nose.,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.,The former emperor died young, leaving behind an orphaned son and a widowed mother. Gao Gong, within the cabinet, stated that a ten-year-old prince could not rule the country, suggesting that he should install a vassal king. The princes of Zhongshan gathered their forces, each vying for power, attacking and killing each other relentlessly. Now, this child is under the watchful eye of his mother, the empress dowager, yet he has been assassinated!。