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The child knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly towards the man seated at the head, his forehead bleeding bright red as it trickled down his cheeks. He looked utterly miserable.,Rumor has it that Ye, the concubine who was about to die, is now holding a baby with great interest. Her finger as white as jade gently caresses the baby's face.,Chu Yu calmed his mind, and a wave of messy memories came crashing in.。