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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.,Chuyun's mind exploded with a buzz. He snatched the swaddle from the nurse's hand. The baby, Chuer, had a purplish face and the swaddle was soaked in blood.,Ye Yan'er nestled in Xiao Wang's arms, her face pale as she sobbed softly: "It's all my fault. It's my fault for not protecting the child. Your Majesty, that was our first child..."。