"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.,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,Empress Dowager Li paced back and forth anxiously, her steps a little hurried. Such a major event had occurred in the palace, leaving her momentarily flustered. Most importantly, her son had escaped this time, but could he escape the next。