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When Zhu Yu Run opened her eyes, she knew something was terribly wrong.
Her round eyes stared at the "colossus" before her. For a few seconds, her mind went completely blank.
She sniffled, only to realize her voice sounded strange.
Her eyes glanced down.
The next second, a shrill squeal echoed from the pigpen—
A woman rushed in, muttering, "What's going on? Did the sow just have her piglets?"
Zhu Yu Run's world went dark.
She lay on the sow's soft belly, all hope lost.
Until a pair of small hands picked her up.
A tender laugh followed.
"This little pig is so cute!"
Zhu Yu Run's chubby little body trembled as she writhed 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. We should throw it out."
Zhu Yu Run was thunderstruck.
Her little trotters stopped moving.
She tilted her head, stuck out her tongue, and fainted dead away.
