"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.,At this time, Zhu Yijun held his head and looked at Feng Bao, who was extremely subservient. His eyes narrowed slightly. This was a sycophant who was arrogant in front and submissive behind.,Before Empress Dowager Li, this man was extremely respectful and flattering. But in the young emperor's memory, everywhere was disgust and fear towards Feng Bao, this great consort.。