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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! The servant is late to save you. Are you unharmed, Your Majesty" A man with a clean-shaven face, dressed in a large crimson eunuch's robe, rushed into the hall.,The ten-year-old emperor walked on eggshells, suspected by the ministers of being too young to rule. Unable to govern personally, he had little to do with the affairs of state.,The imperial physician hesitated for a moment, then finally remained silent. The pulse was indeed steady, and Your Majesty's body was healthy. As for the wound on Your Majesty's forehead, if it is checked later, it will heal soon.。