Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Longyuan was getting flustered from the agony on his backside, and could not help coughing as he felt cornered, “Cough, cough, cough...”

With that, Liu Rushuang ignored all else and rushed out from the rear of the palace.

She walked up to Han Moze, caught his wrist and shielded her baby.

“Ze, stop hitting. Yuan’er is still young—there’s no rush, you just have to take your time to teach him.”

As Liu Rushuang spoke, she picked up Longyuan from Han Moze’s lap, pulling up the child’s pants as she carried him and patted his back to comfort him, coaxing tenderly, “Don’t cry, Yuan’er. I won’t let your father keep beating you, alright?”

Longyuan buried himself in Liu Rushuang’s arms and cried miserably, though his lips were secretly curling into a smug smile.

He knew his mother would come to save him since she loved him.

On the other hand, Han Moze scowled at the boy and said stubbornly, “He must know his mistake, Shuang’er, or he would do it again—even making a habit out of lying.”

Longyuan promptly cried even louder at his words and gulped, “Mother, my butt hurts! Don’t let Father beat me, okay? Sob...”

“Yuan’er, don’t cry. I promise I will protect you and stop your father from beating you.”

Liu Rushuang tightened his arms around Longyuan, and told Han Moze with an equally solemn and determined look, “No, you can’t beat Yuan’er anymore today—you’ll have to beat me if you insist.”

With that, she carried Longyuan to the back of the palace.

Han Moze was left clenched both his fists with a look of disappointment, but he ended up sighing. What else could he do, after all? Surely he couldn’t beat Shuang’er as well.

He could not help felt bothered. Yuan’er and Wu’er were twins, so why would there be such a huge difference between their personalities?

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With that, Longyuan succeeded in escaping this plight.

At the back of the palace, Liu Rushuang laid him on a bed and told a handmaiden to bring some fine ointment.

Longyuan stayed sprawled on the bed while Liu Rushuang took off his pants, and applied the ointment with her fingers.

She cursed Han Moze under her breath when she saw her child’s reddened butt. How violent! He actually did that to his own son!

“Ah! Mother, be gentler! My butt hurts!”

Longyuan had already stopped crying as he pouted with a smile.

One way or another, his lies were glazed over, and he also obtained proved that his parents treasured him a lot.

His butt was a lot better now and a lot less painful, which meant that her father did not hit him that badly.

That was all because they loved him too much, and he knew that—he knew all along that he was the apple in their parent’s eye.

With that thought, his smile broadened sinisterly.

On the other hand, Liu Rushuang only thought that Longyuan looked very adorable as he lay on the bed, and applied the ointment even gentler at his words with a loving smile. 𝘧𝘳𝐞𝚎𝑤ℯ𝘣𝗻𝘰ѵℯl.c𝐨𝚖

That was when Fengwu spoke to Longyuan, who was lying on her stomach beside her twin.

“Brother, lying is bad. Don’t lie to Daddy anymore, alright?”

“Who cares! What do you know anyway? Father was using violence against a child and clearly bullying a weaker person! Why don’t you scold him instead? Do I look like I’m easy to bully? Hmph!”

Longyuan insisted that Han Moze was in the wrong instead of him, and he did not like to be scolded at all.

‘Fengwu should be scolding Father, so why did she have to scold me instead?’

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