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“How is my son” The noblewoman ignored the eunuch’s greeting completely, rushing to Zhu Yijun’s side. She trembled as she reached out and took hold of the ten-year-old child's hand, gently opening the wound.,Even Zhu Yijun could understand the motivation behind this dog's actions.,“Feng Da Bian, when I was assassinated, where were you” Zhu Yijun suddenly spoke as Li Tai-hou was lost in grief.。