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Word after word, sentence after sentence, it seemed as if the little one was about to lose their composure. Their tiny hands, stained crimson, clutched at their mouth, gasping for breath. Each question, however, brought a pang of sorrow to the listener and welled up tears in their eyes.,The air was thick with a pungent, fishy smell. After what seemed like an eternity, the sound of even footsteps broke the silence, rousing Gu Nuannuan from her thoughts. She stared blankly at the soldiers in armor before her, and leading them was none other than the third uncle of the Prime Minister's mansion, now the Generalissimo, Gu Wu.,Gu Nuan warmed her hands and feet, crawled up step by step, walked to Gu Wu's face, looked up, looking at the man who was once as tall as a mountain in her heart, the man who gave her safety, the man who allowed her to live carefree, why, became an executioner!。