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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 darted downward.
The next second, a blood-curdling 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.
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 accompanied by the sound of a child's innocent laughter.
"This little pig is so cute!"
Zhu Yu Run's chubby little body trembled as she wriggled and shrieked.
'Let go of me! How rude! The audacity! How dare you show such disrespect to the Da Ming Princess!'
The woman said worriedly, "This piglet might be sick. Let's throw it out."
A bolt from the blue struck Zhu Yu Run.
