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?"
