"Yes, you are the natural heir to the throne of Syracuse, a woman, but you are destined to be the most noble in the world from birth, and everyone should be good to you as a matter of course."

Zhong Tong's eyes gradually lost focus, as if he was caught in painful memories, his voice was full of anger and sadness, "But everything should have belonged to me, all the care, everyone's respect, and my father's love originally belonged to me." ”

Zhong Tong's words made Ling Luo's eyes gradually become clear, and the gaze looking at Zhong Tong was no longer so sharp, but softened a little.

"I am my father's only son, and it was natural to inherit the throne, but your appearance completely took away everything that originally belonged to me!" Zhong Tong's eyes were full of pain and struggle, so helpless and lonely look filled his body with a sad atmosphere, and he retreated from his gorgeous and gentle appearance, he was just an extremely rebellious and longing for love.

"Since I was a child, no matter how hard I worked, my father never saw it, he always only had you in his eyes, you are talented, you learn everything quickly and easily, you don't need to bother to get praise and praise from others, and when I practiced a spell with scars and went to my father with great interest, he would only be disappointed and say that I was much worse than you."

"You know what? Every time I see you smiling so carefree and happy, my heart trembles with pain hidden under the gentle smile on my face, I made a vow as early as the age of ten that no matter what I have to sacrifice, I will be the king of Syracuse and let all of you recognize my existence. ”

Because Luo Xue is the heir to the throne, she has to practice all kinds of spells since she was a child, and she has to live with the four selected gods, so she doesn't often get along with Zhong Tong, but in Luo Xue's memory, although Zhong Tong didn't like to talk much since he was a child, he always had a gentle smile on his face.

Now in Ling Luo's opinion, what Zhong Tong's eyes at that time was not full of love for his sister, but full of deep jealousy and yearning, and finally turned into resentment.

As the saying goes, there must be pity for those who are hateful, and it must be sad that the father of his own father never cares about himself, but gives all his love to another child.

Although Ling Luo is an orphan, she has no father or mother since she was a child, and she can't feel the sadness in Zhong Tong's heart, but she can still put herself in Zhong Tong's shoes, and her original intention to rectify him when she came here has long since flown away.

Luo Xue's parents are dead, and Ling Luo, who is her reincarnation, really doesn't want to lose her only remaining relative in this world, so no matter what wrong thing Zhong Tong has done or what harm has been done to her, she wants to give him a chance to make amends.

"Brother!" After a long silence, it was Ling Luo who took the initiative to reach out and grab Zhong Tong's sleeve and call him softly, wanting to relieve and comfort his soul that had been soaked in resentment for a long time.

But unexpectedly, Zhong Tong and Ling Luo didn't think the same thing in their hearts, he flicked his sleeves suddenly, and Ling Luo almost stumbled and fell to the ground, which made her original pity and emotion come to naught in an instant.