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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 piercing squeal echoed from the pigpen—
A woman rushed in, muttering, "What's all this? Did she have her piglets?"
Zhu Yu Run's world went dark.
She lay on the sow's soft belly, having lost all will to live.
Until she was picked up by a pair of small hands.
Followed by the sound of a child's tender 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! Insolent! How dare you disrespect the Da Ming Princess!'
The woman said worriedly, "This piglet might be sick. Let's just throw it away."
It was like a bolt from the blue for Zhu Yu Run.
Her little trotters stopped moving.
