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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.,That day, at King Xiao's palace, officials were discussing matters of state. Chu Yunning sat in the pavilion, enjoying the breeze.,Chu Yun's face was pale and sickly, he lay slumped on the stool, unable to tell if it was sweat or tears soaking his clothes.。