*
When Zhu Yu Run opened her eyes, she knew something was terribly wrong.
Her big, 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 realize her voice wasn't right.
Her eyes glanced down.
The next second, a blood-curdling squeal echoed from the pigpen—
A woman rushed in, muttering, "What's wrong? Did she just have her piglets?"
Zhu Yu Run's world went black.
Utterly devoid of any will to live, she flopped onto the sow's soft belly.
Until a pair of small hands picked her up.
Accompanied by the sound of a child's gleeful laughter.
"This little pig is so cute!"
Zhu Yu Run's chubby little body trembled, and she squirmed, squealing.
'Unhand me! How rude! Such insolence! How dare you disrespect the Da Ming Princess!'
The woman said worriedly, "This piglet might be sick. Let's get rid of it."
Zhu Yu Run was thunderstruck.
Her little trotters stopped moving.
