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.,Zhu Yijun almost instinctively opened his mouth and said, "The empress is here",Moreover, with the high walls and deep courtyards of this imperial palace, heavily guarded by cavalry everywhere, how could those bandits have breached into the Qianqing Palace, even startling His Majesty!。