*
The moment 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 darted downward.
The next second, a shrill squeal echoed from the pigsty—
A woman rushed in, muttering, "What's going on? Did she give birth to the piglets?"
Zhu Yu Run's world went black.
Utterly dejected, she flopped onto the sow's soft belly.
Until a pair of small hands picked her up.
It was accompanied by the sound of a child's laughter.
"This little pig is so cute!"
Zhu Yu Run's chubby little body trembled as she writhed and squealed.
'Let me go! How rude! The audacity! How dare you disrespect the Da Ming Princess!'
The woman said worriedly, "This piglet might be sick. Let's just get rid of it."
Zhu Yu Run felt like she'd been struck by lightning.
Her little trotters stopped moving.
