Chapter 92: Return to the Throne
"Sister!" Xiaomeng entered the house with a snack, while Ling Luo was standing by the window looking at the scenery outside, not noticing that someone had come in.
Xiao Meng looked at Ling Luo's somewhat thin and emaciated back, lonely as if he was isolated from Shijie, and his eyes couldn't help but sparkle a little.
But Liu Ze had already said that Ling Luo couldn't let the people around him feel sad anymore, so Xiao Meng wiped his eyes vigorously and squeezed out a well-behaved and beautiful smile before stepping forward.
When Ling Luo saw Xiao Meng, a bright smile immediately spread on his originally slightly melancholy face, and his tone was flattering, very cute, "Xiao Meng, I don't know weishenme, I became in a very good mood as soon as I saw you." ”
"What Miss said is good, I think you like the snacks in my hand, right?"
Xiao Meng held a small pearl hanging around his neck in his mouth, which was specially made for Xiao Meng by Jing Li, and he could communicate with Ling Luo with his mind without using spiritual power.
Ling Luo walked to the table and sat down, picked up a piece of dim sum and ate it, the faint aroma of glutinous rice made people feel peaceful and happy, eating was really a good thing to relax.
"Xiaomeng's dim sum is really getting better and better." As soon as Ling Luo relaxed, she felt tired, and as soon as she shook her sore and stiff neck, Xiaomeng carefully stepped forward to knead her shoulders.
"Miss, it must be hard to get back on the throne and deal with political affairs, right?"
Ling Luo stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, nodding a little helplessly, all he could think about was what happened in the hall this morning.
After the signing ceremony, Zhong Tong was imprisoned by Ling Luo, and the throne was temporarily vacant, but Syracuse City could not be left without an owner for a day, so Ling Luo responded to the request to return to Luo Xue's throne and deal with various political affairs.
But in the end, Ling Luo was only a half-grown child, and she had not even graduated from high school, and she suddenly became the queen of all people's attention, sitting on the throne, looking at the scene of His Royal Highness's ministers worshipping, only to feel that her throat was dry and her heart was frightened.
Being on the throne and watching TV are completely different mentalities, Ling Luo is not only very nervous, but also can't hear in his ears, and what His Royal Highness says can only be relayed for her by the four of Liuze, which is very time-consuming and laborious.
Originally, Syracuse City had fallen into decay in recent years, but now that Zhong Tong was nowhere to be seen, and he had just retreated from the foreign enemy, some important ministers inevitably felt a little fluttering, and began to talk about Ling Luo, who had returned.
"How can the Lord of Syracuse be a deaf woman?"
"Can she manage the people of Syracuse like this?"
Although Ling Luo's ears couldn't hear, there was still nothing wrong with her eyes, and the disdainful gazes of those people didn't escape her eyes, and naturally included the anger and pain in the eyes of the four Liuze.
If it was just Ling Luo alone, she wouldn't feel anything, but now she not only represents herself, but also is involved with Liu Ze and them, and she can't make them feel sad and sad about their own affairs.
Ling Luo stood up abruptly as if he had been given a heart booster, there was no nervous and anxious expression on his face, but he looked down at everyone with a cold expression, "I am indeed unwell because of my injury, if anyone thinks that I am not suitable for this position, there are people with both ability and integrity who are willing to share my worries, this queen is really grateful." ”
Hearing Ling Luo's humble retreat was actually a threat to everyone by giving up the throne, everyone suddenly fell silent, not daring to look up at Ling Luo again.