Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Chapter 592: The Need to Reflect

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Longyuan felt his stomach convulsing in pain and did not even have the strength to cry then.

He looked down at the food on the floor—there was a bowl of white milk.

Crouching down, he picked it up and had a sip… but spat it out right after and began to cry miserably again. “Boo-hoo… I want my mother’s milk! Not this!”

Bang—

He smashed the bowl into the door, and its contents streamed down the floor over the wood.

Rising to his feet, he went to the door and punched it as hard as he could, wailing, “Where are you, Mother? I want to drink your milk… Mother! Can you hear me? Sob…”

Liu Rushuang appeared heartbroken near the door, and the circles around her eyes reddened at Longyuan’s bawling.

She had the guards open the door and entered.

Her child immediately darted up to her and hugged her legs, bawling, “Boo-hoo… Mother, I was wrong… I won’t bully Little White Flower ever again, let me go, alright?”

“Yuan’er, you were really out of line this time. How could you bully Little White Flower so much?”

Liu Rushuang crouched and gently wiped off his tears even as she rebuked him lightly, but his tears continued to drip.

“Sob… Mother, I really reflected, let me out…”

Left absolutely heartbroken, Liu Rushuang gathered him tightly in her arms and mildly said, “Be obedient, Yuan’er, and stay here to reflect on it for some time. I’ll come to see you every day.”

Longyuan knew that there were no grounds for negotiation then, and promptly pulled her collar down, found her nipple, and started suckling.

Soon, he drank her dry, and gulped, “You must visit me every day, Mother!”

Liu Rushuang’s lips curled into a smile and she mildly said, “Yes, I’ll come. You need to focus on your studies with your tutor so that your father let you out earlier. Alright?”

Longyuan nodded. “Yes, Mother. I’ll work hard to study, and Father would let me out in two days.”

Liu Rushuang’s smile broadened and she gave him a peck on his forehead, saying, “That’s my good boy.”

Then, she picked up the bowl and chopsticks, pinched a dish and held it to his mouth, smiling, “Open up, Yuan’er. I’ll feed you.”

Longyuan opened his mouth and munched on it, the tears on his cheeks now dried and his mood much improved.

After feeding Longyuan, Liu Rushuang made his bed and coaxed him to sleep before leaving.

Before she left, she studied Elder Meng who was sleeping nearby but said nothing.

Closing the door, she wondered—would that old man manage to straighten Yuan’er out?

***

Late at night, Longyuan woke up to find his bed damp, and promptly scowled because he knew he had wet his bed.

The room was pitch-black, illuminated with faint rays of moonlight.

Lonyuan shifted away from the wet spot, wrapping himself in his blanket, but remained unable to sleep no matter what he did.

A long while later, he walked to Elder Meng’s side and woke him, “Elder, wake up. Stop sleeping.”

“Zzz…” The old man was snoring as he continued to sleep soundly, and did not move at all.

Longyuan shoved him again and said, “Wake up.”

The old man still did not move, or even showed signs of waking up.

Longyuan hence moved beside his ear and yelled, “It’s time to wake up! Hurry up!”

The old man frowned slightly, but tossed around and continued to sleep.

Pulling off his blanket, he yelled again, “Wake up, Elder!”

The old man curled into a ball and kept sleeping anyway.