Zhu Yijun was held in the Empress Dowager's arms, and whispered, "Mother, I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly smelled a foul odor. When I opened my eyes, I saw a burly man in black robes standing by my bed, holding a dagger and stabbing at me.","My son!" Empress Dowager Li, upon hearing this, became even more heartbroken. Tears streamed down her face as she tightly embraced Zhu Yijun, her tears falling onto the young emperor's body.,“My dear child,” Empress Dowager Li said, her heart aching even more.。