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Chu Yuning swept aside her green sleeves with a wave, lifting her head, revealing a face ashen white with streaks of blood. She resembled a Rakshasa clawing its way up from hell, fixing her gaze on King Xiao and roaring: "Take it! Use me!","My Lord!" Chu Yuning struggled with all his might, crying out, watching as Grandma cradled Chu'er and carried him into the room.,Chu Yun ning was stunned and disbelieving. Ye Yan'er pointed to her heart: "It's all thanks to Chu'er, otherwise I wouldn't be here today. That day, Chu'er cried so miserably that even I couldn't bear it. All I could do was watch helplessly as the blade slowly cut into his chest...."。