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Zhu Yijun, however, reached out and brushed away the eunuch's hand, holding onto the armrest of the armchair and slowly sat down. He said, "I am fine, just bumped my head.","How is my son" a noblewoman asked, rushing in from outside. Behind her stood two rows of palace maids, standing silently, each holding a palace lamp and motionless, not daring to lift their heads.,The Edict of Self-Blame wasn't written by the emperor, which is also quite common.。