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's heart jumped into his throat: "Be careful!"。