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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.,The King of Xiao grabbed the man, lifting him by his collar. His eyes, as black as ink, stared intently at the other person. "Wasn't it said that there would be no mistakes",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...."。