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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.,In fact, it's very simple. The little emperor was held in his grip, and Empress Dowager Li could be fooled by him. Who else in the palace would dare to defy Feng Dabian,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。