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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.,The little emperor Wanli could endure it, but Zhu Yijun absolutely couldn't.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。