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When Zhu Yu Run opened her eyes, she knew something was terribly wrong.
Her round eyes stared at the "colossus" in front of her. Her thoughts lagged for a few seconds, her mind a complete blank.
She sniffled, only to find that her voice didn't sound right.
She glanced down.
The next second, a bloodcurdling squeal echoed from the pigpen—
A woman rushed in, muttering to herself, "What's wrong? Oh, have the piglets been born?"
Zhu Yu Run's world went black.
Devoid of any will to live, she lay sprawled on the sow's soft belly.
Until a pair of small hands picked her up.
It was followed 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 shrieked.
'Let me go! 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."
For Zhu Yu Run, it was a bolt from the blue.
Her little trotters stopped moving.
