This eunuch, hearing the commotion, rushed to Qianyuan Palace at top speed, panting and struggling to catch his breath. In the cold winter air, two plumes of vapor escaped from his nostrils.,The torrent of information in Zhu Yijun's mind finally ceased its influx. The images before him stopped flickering, and he understood the situation.,“Feng Da Bian, when I was assassinated, where were you” Zhu Yijun suddenly spoke as Li Tai-hou was lost in grief.。