What Luo Ci didn't notice was that Jun Heng's slender eyelashes, who were lying on the bed, trembled slightly.

During this time, she has been trapped in this dream-like place, and she has completely lost contact with Jiu Jiu, but she doesn't feel any discomfort, so she is not in a hurry to leave, and she also wants to get to know the fragments.

Luo Ci guessed that the soul should have come to the fragment when she was a child, but things in the past cannot be changed, so it is impossible for her to come into contact with the fragment and reveal any information.

Because Shard saw his mother before her death with her own eyes, she was worried that Shard would not take care of her body, so when he was eating, she sat next to him and worked hard as a supervisor to stare at him.

Although it seems useless.

After all, he can't see himself.

When Jun Heng had breakfast, he only drank a little porridge before putting down the spoon. He turned his head slightly to look at him, his dark eyes were very silent.

Luo Ci silently moved the plate with the beef bun in his direction, and even ripped the bottom of the bun a little bit, but the appearance was still intact, allowing the aroma of the meat filling to overflow, so as to arouse the appetite of the fragments.

The beef buns are small in size, one or two can be eaten in one or two bites, and there are nine in one plate, and they are well arranged. The bun that she made the little moves was the one in the middle.

She felt that Fragment couldn't see herself, and her line of sight was not here, so apart from not making a sound, the movement range was a bit large.

I don't know if her small movements had an effect, Xiao Junheng turned his eyes back, his dark eyes quietly glanced at the steamed bun in front of him, paused, then reached out and picked up the steamed bun that Luo Ci made the little movement, and easily caught a glimpse of it. The crack at the bottom of the bun was torn open.

The light in his eyes was a little unclear. After staring at it for a long time, Luo Ci became inexplicably nervous and shrank to the side.

I always wonder if the fragments know their existence.

But if Fragment could see himself, he wouldn't have that attitude when they first met.

And even if she can see herself, the only thing she should be afraid of is fragments, why is she nervous.

So he directly looked at Jun Heng with his hands on his cheeks without blinking.

Eyes are very hot.

Jun Heng's pretty little face was very calm, as if she couldn't feel the line of sight at all, she lowered her head and took a bite. The already small and exquisite bun had tooth marks on it, missing a small bite, and looked inexplicably cute.

Luo Ci muttered in a low voice, "I can solve a small bun like this in one bite." Fragment actually took such a small bite, even when he opened his mouth, he didn't see his teeth, and he looked like he had no appetite and could barely take a bite.

Because the palace was very quiet, she unconsciously lowered her voice a lot.

She was lying on the table, staring at the buns in the plate with some resentment. I don't know why, she should be in a state of soul now, but she can touch the real thing and smell the fragrance.

I want to eat a little.

Jun Heng slowly finished eating a beef bun, his face was always expressionless, like a ruthless robot that needed to complete the task of eating every day.

Then he ate one of each plate and stopped tasting it. He got up and walked to the book desk, sitting upright and upright, holding a brush in his small hand and began to copy seriously.

Luo Ci looked at where he was, um, it was a little far from the table, so she shouldn't be able to notice it. She knew that the palace servants would take these things away later, and now she can sneak a little.

If it weren't for the fact that the quantity was certain, she would have eaten it long ago, so she could only take advantage of the fragments when they were not paying attention.

I have been here for a long time, and even if I am not hungry, I still want to eat something psychologically.

She stretched out her hand slowly, looking at the fragments of serious calligraphy practice from time to time, and then grabbed a small bun.

She opened her mouth and was about to put it in her mouth, when she suddenly felt that the sound of eating would be louder, for fear of disturbing her practice of calligraphy, so she chose to take a bite and chew it slowly, trying not to make any noise, like a squirrel stealing food. .

After stealing a small bun, she licked her lips slightly. Unlike in the Hall of Mental Cultivation before, she is not so particular about the manners of eating now, and of course she is happy.

Clear eyes carefully glanced at the desk, there was no movement or response.

She took another small bun, this time stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it carefully.

Luo Ci thought about it for a while, and felt that he couldn't favor one over the other, and like the fragments, he ate one of each.

Although it was a little strange that the soul could eat, but the body didn't respond, and she didn't go into it.

She walked slowly to the shard, glanced at the words he wrote, then went to the bed again, rolled on it, and flipped through the books on the bed with relish.

Suddenly feeling a little sleepy, she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep on the bed.

Xiao Junheng has always been able to hear her subtle movements, she couldn't have made no sound at all, and the sound of flipping the book stopped, he stopped the brush in his hand, and looked at the bed, looking at the lying on the bed. A girl who slept poorly on the bed.

There was still no expression on his tender and delicate face, and his slender, blushing lips pursed slightly. He left the chair and walked towards the bed, walking slowly.

He stood in front of the bed, condescendingly staring at the person who occupied his bed. He was obviously only four or five years old, but he had a domineering attitude and looked like a little adult.

Xiao Junheng's dark and thick feathered eyelashes did not blink, with a cold face, he reached out his hand without emotion, and poked the girl's face lightly.

Unexpectedly, it could not be touched, but there was a strange touch on the fingers, slightly cool and soft like cotton candy.

But it is possible to pass through.

He pursed his lips, lowered his head and looked at the girl's appearance seriously.

He spoke to her for the first time.

"Are you... the same as my queen mother?" Like her mother, she left the world and wandered around, because she was reluctant to leave because of her obsession.

On that day, he saw his mother's appearance before her death, and suddenly felt that his eyes were very painful. After that, he saw her figure, and after she kissed the mother's forehead, he slowly saw the phantom of the mother.

The phantom's eyes were confused, and he couldn't remember everything before his death. The whole body exuded a faint golden light, and the light seemed to protect the mother.

The phantom of the mother queen has been wandering around him, dumbfounded, sometimes leaving suddenly for a while, but more often it is guarding his palace.

He knew that although the queen mother didn't remember, she still cared about him. The queen mother didn't care about the father emperor at all. When the father emperor came to his palace, she didn't care at all, as if she ignored it.

So he kept looking at books on ghosts and gods, trying to find the answer.

He was conflicted.

He hoped that they could be reincarnated and reincarnated. The mother has been very hard in this life, and he just wants to let the mother never encounter these things in the next life.

But it's a little bit vague.

She is not like her mother.

She is sane.