"Ouch, that hurts." Zhu Yijun rubbed his forehead, as if he had bumped into something. He paused his rubbing, staring blankly at his delicate hands, unable to believe it. They were completely the hands of a child.,All these things left Empress Dowager Li somewhat helpless. She was only a woman of twenty-seven, not even yet of marriageable age.,“My dear child,” Empress Dowager Li said, her heart aching even more.。