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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. For a few seconds, her thoughts stalled, her mind a complete blank.
She sniffled, only to realize her voice didn't sound right.
Her eyes darted downward.
The next second, a piercing 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.
She lay on the sow's soft belly, completely devoid of the will to live.
Until a pair of small hands picked her up.
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 squirmed and squealed.
'Let me go! How rude! The audacity! How dare you show such disrespect to the Eldest Princess of the Great Ming Dynasty!'
The woman said worriedly, "This piglet might be sick. We should throw it out."
It was a bolt from the blue for Zhu Yu Run.
