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"My Lord!" Chu Yuning struggled with all his might, crying out, watching as Grandma cradled Chu'er and carried him into the room.,"Reporting back to Your Lordship, young Master Chu... he... he has lost too much spirit." The Nanny's words were cut short by fear.,The bottom half spread along the corner, quickly soaking through her clothes. The thick smell of blood in the yard made her sick.。