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When Zhu Yu Run opened her eyes, she knew something was terribly wrong.
Her round 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 wasn't right.
Her eyes glanced down.
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.
Devoid of any will to live, she lay on the sow's soft belly.
Until a pair of small hands picked her up.
A childish laugh followed.
"This little pig is so cute!"
Zhu Yu Run's chubby little body trembled as she thrashed and squealed.
'Let me go! How rude! The audacity! How dare you disrespect the Eldest Princess of the Great Ming Dynasty!'
The woman said worriedly, "This piglet might be sick. Let's get rid of it."
A bolt from the blue struck Zhu Yu Run.
Her little trotters stopped moving.
