He slowly stood up, looking around. Above him were intricately carved beams and painted pillars, beneath his feet lay a floor of golden bricks. Behind a screen depicting five-clawed golden dragons was a long writing desk. On either side of the desk were two crane-shaped palace lamps, their flickering light casting swirling smoke. The cold air of late autumn, scented with sandalwood, blew across his nose.,"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.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。