Entering the territory of Snow City, Ling Luo obeyed Liu Ze's words and put on a veil, because in Snow City, Ling Luo's face that was exactly the same as Luo Xue was almost unrecognizable, if everyone knew that the dead Luo Xue suddenly appeared on the street, it would definitely cause unnecessary disturbance, which would also hinder them from rushing to the royal city as soon as possible.

After entering Syracuse City, Ling Luo did not have the happiness he imagined at all, and the beating heart in his left chest seemed to be about to suffocate.

Where is this the quiet and beautiful snow city in Luo Xue's memory, the original peace and warmth have now become full of devastation, the streets and alleys are full of sick and hungry people, people's faces seem to be covered with a layer of frost and mist, such helpless and numb expressions almost make Ling Luo depressed.

Although Ling Luo had already heard from Liuze that after Luo Xue was sealed and expelled, the throne of Syracuse City was inherited by Luo Xue's only eldest brother, Zhong Tong, but in Luo Xue's memory, this eldest brother was a good person with a gentle temperament and friendliness, and it was precisely because of his selection that Ling Luo did not worry about the situation in Syracuse.

But he didn't expect that under Zhong Tong's control, Syracuse would actually become what it is now, is this how he treats his homeland? As a king, how can he bear to watch his people suffer like this without dealing with it?

Ling Luo clenched her fists, her nails embedded in her palms and she was unconscious, she looked at the people around her, her eyes full of sadness.

Just when Ling Luo felt that he was about to lose his support, Ruze reached out and grabbed Ling Luo's fist, and his wide palm wrapped her small fist in it, bringing her warmth and stability.

The warmth from Liuze's palm made the anger and depression in Ling Luo's heart gradually dissipate, his eyes were on Ling Luo's, his picturesque eyes were full of tenderness, he let go of Ling Luo's fingers one by one, and gently rubbed away the crescent-shaped bruises carved on the nails on her white and tender palms, "Don't treat yourself like this, for the sake of your home, you should also take care of your body." ”

Looking at the affectionate Fang Xu in Liuze's eyes, Ling Luo's heart throbbed again, after learning the whole story, she chose to escape, and never refused to face Liuze's feelings for her, but he always took meticulous care and concern for Ling Luo, no matter how hard and tired, he always smiled and gave her the warmest support.

I'm sorry, Ruzawa.

Ling Luo secretly said such a sentence in her heart, this is not only for the former Luo Xue, but also for herself now.

Ling Luo exhaled deeply, as if he had expelled all the turbidity in his heart from his body, and finally began to smile that had been imprisoned for a long time, "Liuze, Xiexie you." ”

Liuze's smile gradually dimmed in Ling Luo's bright face, and his voice was always gentle, but it revealed a little sadness, "Luo, you know that I never need your thanks. ”

After Liu Ze finished saying this, he didn't wait for Ling Luo's answer, Ling Luo quietly looked at Liu Ze's figure gradually moving away, and the pain in his heart lingered for a long time.

Ruze, how can I repay you for your kindness to me? Maybe I don't even know what I'm supposed to do to you.