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.
