The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Luo Ci looked down at the fragment, thought for a while, then hugged him horizontally, walked out of the room, "Go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Eunuch Li's eyes shrank as if he had been frightened. He couldn't reflect it. His Majesty hated the prime minister, and even harbored resentment, so he put the prime minister's daughter in the cold palace from the very beginning.

At first, he thought that His Majesty was trying to deal with the other party, but the result was completely unexpected.

The emperor, who had always been reluctant to be approached by others, actually hugged the girl.

When Jun Heng thought of being hugged like this, he felt very angry, but he couldn't help the other party at all, and he knew exactly how unfavored this body was.

It is impossible to move hands, and it is impossible to give orders as usual.

He simply closed his eyes and buried him in her arms.

Luo Ci lowered her head and glanced at him, thinking that Shards was probably feeling embarrassed, so she asked Jiujiu to find the route back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation in her mind. Jun Heng.

Jun Heng's expression was slightly complicated, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

He is in a very bad situation now, except for her, no one knows that they have switched bodies, and this kind of thing is so unbelievable that it is impossible to leak it.

This is equivalent to having no power to restrain a chicken and no one to call upon.

If the empress wants to get rid of him, it can be said to be a piece of cake, as long as she wants to be the emperor, as long as she can accept other identities to live.

He grew up in the deep palace, he is familiar with people's hearts, and he knows that he should not offend the other party at this time.

At the very least, before you change your body, you must maintain a good relationship with her.

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Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Luo Ci felt that she had walked for a long time to reach the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and according to the road map, Lenggong was almost the farthest place from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

She doesn't have the memory of her avatar yet, but just judging from the provocations of Concubine Xu today, she can roughly guess that she is not favored, has no maids by her side, and is despised by the emperor.

As a queen, she was sent to the cold palace.

Even if there is no memory of the clone, he still knows the attitude of the fragments.

She pursed her lips, with no expression on her face, and pushed back the palace servants.

Junheng in her arms left her embrace voluntarily, with a calm voice, "Let's talk."

The two sat at the table, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

Jun Heng took the initiative to speak, "Let me handle all the government affairs of the memorial, and let me pretend to be an eunuch to accompany you when I go to court. You just need to ensure my safety. In order to avoid emergencies, we live together."

He looked at Luo Ci and continued, "When we get back to our bodies and similar things don't happen again in the future, I can send someone to send you out of the palace and live in another identity, so you can stay away from these gossips from now on."

He changed his mind.

Suddenly he didn't want to kill her.

The troublesome method was chosen.

Even with a different body, the emperor's aura is still very strong, and it has not diminished in the slightest on the frail girl.

He slowed down his tone and tried to treat them equally.

I don't know if I want to ease the relationship to ensure the safety of my life, or something else.

Luo Ci looked at him quietly, and replied slowly, "Okay."

There was no ups and downs in the tone, and the dark eyes were calm.

Jun Heng felt that the expression she put on with her face was indeed a bit bluffing, no one could see what she was thinking.

including myself.

It's just that there is some inexplicable sharp pain in the heart, like being pricked by a needle.

He frowned slightly and briefly stated the main items.

Luo Ci drooped her eyelashes slightly, and cast a thick silhouette to hide the emotion in her eyes. She played with the white porcelain teacup with her fingers, and listened casually.

After he finished speaking, he just said lightly, "I see."

The hall was very spacious, the two of them spoke in a low voice, and the sound insulation effect was excellent, so they were not afraid of being heard.

Luo Ci got up and walked to the door, opened the door, and said in a cold voice, "Pass the meal."

Then he stepped back and sat down.

On the contrary, she is calmer than the emperor.

The door of the hall was wide open, and the cool autumn wind hit, Jun Heng couldn't stand the cold, and began to cough.

Luo Ci looked up at him, and was about to take action, but Shard stood up by herself, and went to find a cloak to put on her body.

She stopped thinking.

This was originally a fragmented site, and he would definitely be able to add clothes by himself.

The palace people quickly entered the hall, bowed their heads and served the meal in silence, and then quietly left the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Eunuch Li noticed the cloak on the girl with sharp eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but even though he had been with the emperor for more than ten years, he did not dare to intervene in the emperor's affairs.

Luo Ci didn't move his chopsticks first, and his dark eyes fell on Eunuch Li, "Eunuch Li, go to the House of Internal Affairs to arrange some warm winter clothes for the queen, and after I finish eating, send the imperial physician to diagnose the queen's pulse."

Eunuch Li bowed his head and said yes, and slowly backed out.

Seeing that everyone had left, Luo Ci didn't put on airs on purpose, and ate by herself, and of course ignored the debris around her.

She was not unaware.

From the moment she opened her eyes, she knew that she was placed in the cold palace as a queen. When she went to the cold palace, she saw a concubine bullying her body, and the fragments said they would send her out of the palace.

She had already thought of a lot on the way.

The cold palace was empty, with simple decorations, thin clothes and quilts, and no maids around to take care of it. There was a faint trace of silver charcoal on the ground, and there was only a basin of carbon ash next to it.

The inside is humid and cold, the girl is weak and pale, but she has to put on a cloak when autumn comes, one can imagine what kind of treatment she has suffered.

She didn't get into it at first, and treated him like a fragment of the past, with no reservations, so she apologized almost subconsciously, a little ignorant, because she felt that there was indeed a reason for her to switch bodies.

Shards are a disaster.

Originally, Fragment suffered from illness because of using her own body, and she should care about him.

But on the way back from the Leng Palace to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, many thoughts flashed through her mind, and she even heard a long passage from Fragments calmly, and that he was going to send her out of the palace.

In an instant, all emotions were contained, leaving only a calm appearance, and no one could see her thoughts.

For the time being, it is impossible for her to deal with the fragments like before.

The reason why her body is so sick is because of the cold palace environment, why should she care about the other party.

While eating, she asked Jiujiu in her mind, "How will the body swap end?"

This time, Jiujiu was much more reliable, and gave a definite answer, "After the day of Cici and Ji, there will be no more body swaps."

There are still three months left before Jiji.

Luo Ci responded lightly.

Seeing that the fragment hadn't moved her chopsticks, she raised her eyes and glanced at him, "Why don't you eat?"

Jun Heng pursed his bloodless lips slightly, did not open his mouth, and picked up the vegetables slowly with chopsticks in his hands, but he did not pick up the dishes for himself, but put them into the Luoci bowl in a fascinated way.

The body reacts faster than the brain.

He himself was also taken aback for a moment, opened his lips, and wanted to say something, but he never made a sound.