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When Zhu Yu Run opened her eyes, she knew something was terribly wrong.
Her round little eyes stared at the "behemoth" in front of her. Her thoughts lagged for a few seconds, her mind a complete blank.
She sniffled, only to realize her voice didn't sound right.
Her eyes glanced down.
The next second, a bloodcurdling squeal echoed from the pigpen—
A woman hurried in, muttering, "What's going on? Did she give birth to the piglets?"
The world went dark before Zhu Yu Run's eyes.
Overcome with despair, she flopped onto the sow's soft belly.
Until a pair of small hands picked her up.
It was followed by a childish laugh.
"This little pig is so cute!"
Zhu Yu Run's chubby little body trembled, and she squirmed and squealed.
'Let go of me! How rude! The audacity! How dare you disrespect the Da Ming Princess!'
The woman said worriedly, "This piglet might be sick. We should throw it out."
Zhu Yu Run was struck by lightning.
Her little trotters stopped moving.
