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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" before her. Her thoughts lagged for a few seconds, her mind a complete blank.
She sniffled, only to realize her voice didn't sound right.
She glanced down.
The next second, a piercing squeal echoed from the pigpen—
A woman rushed in, muttering, "What's wrong? Did she give birth to the piglets?"
Zhu Yu Run's world went dark.
Having lost all will to live, she lay sprawled on the sow's soft belly.
Until a pair of small hands picked her up.
A child's cheerful laugh followed.
"This little pig is so cute!"
Zhu Yu Run's chubby little body trembled, and she struggled, squealing.
'Unhand 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 thunderstruck.
Her little trotters stopped moving.
