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When Zhu Yu Run opened her eyes, she knew something was terribly wrong.
Her big, round eyes stared at the "colossus" in front of her. Her thoughts stalled for a few seconds, her mind a complete blank.
She sniffled, only to realize her voice didn't sound right.
Her eyes darted downward.
The next second, a bloodcurdling squeal echoed from the pigpen—
A woman rushed in, muttering, "What's going on? Did she give birth to the piglets?"
Zhu Yu Run's world went dark.
Having lost the will to live, she flopped onto the sow's soft belly.
Until a pair of small hands picked her up.
A childish laugh followed.
"This little pig is so cute!"
Zhu Yu Run's chubby little body trembled. She wriggled and screeched.
'Unhand me! How rude! The audacity! How dare you disrespect the Da Ming Princess!'
The woman said worriedly, "This piglet might be sick. Let's just throw it out."
The words struck Zhu Yu Run like a bolt from the blue.
Her little trotters stopped moving.
