How to survive by dressing as a villain male

The basement of the Worm Palace washed away the depression and bloodiness of the room after Zhou Ci's transformation. As a platform for equipment weapons and martial arts training in July, it has been baptized by sweat more and more, and it looks more solemn.

These days, Zhou Ciguan is very strict in July, and he has issued a death order that the child is not allowed to come in for training until he fully recovers. On the one hand, he is worried that the hand disease will recur due to the heavy burden in July, and on the other hand, he really does not want to because of this. The reason disrupted the plot line in an inexplicable place, what happened.

Now the field of the plum blossom pile is set up with an iris lock, and it can be said that no one can open it except Zhou Ci.

July bored around the basement corridor, looking at the tightly locked plum blossom piles, he couldn't help but feel a little itchy, and regretted that he pretended to be pitiful and miserable that day—in any case, he felt that the mechanism set up It's wonderful, and it's a rare thing that he's interested in besides Zhou Ci.

The young man's expression is always indifferent when Zhou Ci can't see it. His eyebrows and eyes are obviously very handsome, but because of that trace of coldness, his frightening aura is even more prominent, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

Those guards saw Qiyue's unlucky appearance and were angry in their hearts. Most of them were slandering: If it wasn't for his major general's doting on this black-haired bastard, wouldn't he just leave it there to cool off? Wait, how can there be any need for them to bow their heads like this?

July didn't pay much attention to these lemony offal - in fact, except for his hero, no one could last three days in his mind's memory.

And his hero has been very busy for several days recently, with things to deal with every day, going out early in the morning every day, and only going home at night, Qiyue wanted to make trouble with him, but Zhou Ci's brows were full of exhaustion, No matter how much he wanted to get close, he couldn't bear to delay his rest at this time.

Zhou Ci thinks a lot these days. Since he couldn't prepare early in July, he decided to start with himself after discussing with the system, changing the domineering image of the little prince in the eyes of everyone, and taking the major general step by step. All in all, you can be prepared for any danger, in order to pave the way for the uprising that will inevitably usher in the future.

He doesn't want the children to get hurt, at least he can choose to be a little bit more tired, no matter how well prepared he is, at least, don't hold the children back and become a useless burden.

Because there was nothing important to do, when July walked, the footsteps made a very slow "da da" sound, which sounded very neat, like a very regular music playing——

These are the snakeskin shoes of the most expensive supernatural snake in the Zerg Kingdom. The supernatural snake is extremely difficult to kill. Most of the scales of the outer skin are refined to make expensive medicines. The owner of the money is willing to use it to make clothes.

The leather of this shoe is soft and tough, breathable and comfortable, and the whole body is pitch black. The heel is made of extremely strong worm wood, which is rarely seen on the feet of ordinary nobles. At this time, it is put on the foot of a low-level black-haired slave!

Not only did he silently reveal the royal family's extraordinary wealth, but also the little prince used these shoes to blatantly tell everyone his love for July.

This can't help but make those guards red-eyed.

Hmph, this bitch really doesn't know how many blessings he has accumulated in his previous life, how he got into the eyes of the major general!

July walked further down the corridor and came to a resting place in the basement.

This is the place where the guards can't come in. Under normal circumstances, Zhou Ci will meet some secret guests here, and occasionally it is a place to rest after training in July.

The young man leaned back on the chair. He was clearly a child who had just grown up and half a year old, but he sat there silently, giving him an overwhelming aura for no reason.

He is waiting for someone.

After a while, a black shadow like a hill appeared at the door. His muscles were swollen and he was tall and tall. He could be said to be synonymous with strength. His eyes were as thick as ancient wells without waves. A sense of fear surged through his whole body like an electric current, and he couldn't help crying and begging for mercy.

However, when such a big man dripping with evil spirits, when he saw Qiyue reclining in the seat alone, he could no longer suppress the excitement and enthusiasm in his heart, and knelt down beside the soles of Qiyue's feet with a "plop", separated by an unsettled road. The lines that are far and near seem to express their respect and loyalty.

The black-haired boy on the chair didn't show the slightest expression.

A Dou gasped for breath in his throat, his whole body in black clothes could not cover his vigorous body, his fists were clenched and he bent down to make a gesture of the subordinate's highest respect for his master.

He tried his best to control his heart that was about to jump out, and bowed down again reverently: "...Queen!"

July finally frowned: "Don't call me this."

He is not some queen, he is July, Zhou Ci named him, July.

A Dou didn't seem to hear it, but his eyes flashed with excitement and enthusiasm: "You, you are finally willing to see me."

In fact, from the moment he saw the boy for the first time, he had already started to pass on messages without expression, using various almost explicit hints to request to see July alone. Physical fitness must have the ability to contact him without anyone knowing.

But what he didn't expect was that his queen mother didn't seem to be particularly keen on seeing him, and she really enjoyed the life here.

He didn't believe it.

It is impossible for any female who has normal thinking ability, knows honor and disgrace, and understands right and wrong to have no complaints under such a domineering prince.

Such arduous training, such heavy tasks, and such scars at the end of each training, he did not believe that his queen could endure such forced humiliation.

"Queen, I can take you away now," A Dou leaned on the ground and raised his head: "You are the descendant of the previous queen, and countless old females regard you as king, as long as you leave with your subordinates, you You can get the admiration and love of tens of millions of females, tons of wealth belonging to you and the former female queen, as long as you go back..."

A Dou's eyes were hot: "Go back, you can have everything you want..."

Qiyue suddenly felt bored, the female worm hinted that she had just been talking to herself these useless nonsense for so long.

"I won't go back," the boy said with cold eyes, "I won't go back either, and you don't need to kneel down to me like this, let alone a 'queen queen'."

"Where Zhou Ci is, I will be there."

A Dou was taken aback for a moment, and actually reflected who Zhou Ci was.

Whether it is among his lurking princes and nobles, or the poor people who are mixed in, few people will call the name "Zhou Ci" directly, and most of them are nothing more than "Little Prince", "Major General", "Green Rose"... mixed Shouting, this "Zhou Ci" sounded like thunder——

A Dou's eyes fell on the pair of precious snakeskin shoes.

The relationship between his female queen and that male is far from being as simple as he imagined...

Get up in July, no longer look at the army female kneeling on the ground, turn around and leave——

A Dou clenched his lips, and the blood faded from his face in an instant.

Originally, he thought that as long as he confessed his life experience to the young man, this little female queen who had been struggling in dire straits would definitely feel close to him, and then he could quickly return to the old military camp with him to stabilize the hearts of their group of military females. Preparing for the uprising fulfilled the wish of the original queen...

No matter how bad it is, if it is difficult to return to the old department now, we can plan together with him, plan slowly, take advantage of the conditions of being around the emperor's heir, make use of them, and make plans early, and we will definitely be able to build a foundation for their uprising... ..

But who would have thought that his empress would not have the slightest interest in the benefits of his description!

In fact, there is nothing wrong with his thinking, because in the middle and late stages of the original book, Qiyue and A Dou were easily connected in series.

But now...

"Queen, Queen..." The man was so anxious that sweat dripped from his forehead.

teenager deaf

"Aren't you bewitched by that male son!"

Qiyue's footsteps paused slightly, and her face turned slightly to the side.

Seeing this, Ah Dou kowtowed again: "My queen, please forgive my subordinates for speaking bluntly, that prince doesn't pay attention to you at all, he just treats you as a plaything..."

The boy's eyes froze slightly: "If you can't speak, then close that useless mouth."

The hill-like female knelt down: "The relationship between you and that emperor's heir is not equal by nature. If you don't become strong and step on his face, you will never be valued by these royal families!!"

His words hit the point that most feared in July.

The young man stepped forward and kicked Adou's chin violently, only to hear a "click", the military female's chin was kicked to dislocation, and blood flowed from the nose instantly.

A Dou held his chin and yelled as if he wanted to risk his life: "He hasn't marked you yet!"

Qiyue tugged at Adou's collar, and was about to raise her fist when she suddenly stopped.

The boy gritted his teeth tightly, almost smelling like blood.

stop talking, stop talking...

"Why do you think he didn't tag you?"

"He won't mark your..."

"If you stay with him in this capacity forever, he will never be able to mark you in this life,"

"He will only think you are dirty, you are not worthy of him, he is just playing with you, and he will finally find a female with a matching background to marry and stabilize the imperial power,"

"At that point you'll just be thrown out like trash again..."

After all, he didn't finish his sentence, and received a fist that used [-]% of his strength.

A Dou knelt on the ground and coughed for a long while, spitting out a lot of blood foam.

"So?" Qiyue raised his eyebrows meaninglessly, but the thick ink in his eyes revealed his restlessness.

"Just because of this, I'm going to work with you to take away his throne? Let him fall into hell for no reason because of these bullshit reasons?"

How could he give up, that was his little prince, his god, his light.

How could he let such a proud person fall from the altar.

"But that's the only way...ahem..."

A Dou seemed to be coughing up all the blood clots in his heart and lungs.

"Only in this way can he belong to you..."

It was already night when Zhou Ci returned to the Worm Palace.

In fact, he shouldn't have come back so early, he still has some documents to deal with, and he still needs to use the encrypted star network in the office to communicate with a few small bosses who are guarding elsewhere in the insect star——

But it was raining, and it was thunderstorms.

There are very few rainy days in the Zerg. It is said that every time it rains, it must be a good omen. This day should be a day for all the Zerg to cheer.

On this day, even the most violent males will take auspicious omens, will not beat their female kings and female servants, and will prepare the best meals in the house to entertain the rain god who brings abundant dew and irrigation.

Especially when thunderstorms come, it is the most auspicious of auspiciousness. Many males will choose to pass on this day. It is rumored that there is a very high probability of males being conceived on rainy days.

Naturally, thunderstorms and torrential rains can be encountered but cannot be sought. Although the insect kingdom usually chooses artificial rainfall during major festivals as a good omen, it is different from natural rain after all. For example, since the registration of the insect emperor, there have been more than five There hasn't been a single natural rain this year.

People often judge the quality of a bug emperor's rule by the number of rainfalls during his reign, which is enough to see that they attach importance to rain.

All bugs love rain.

Except that one person.

Zhou Ci threw the document package and some manuscripts to the butler at the side, ignoring the few black umbrellas that were as wide as covering the sky, and his steps were a bit chaotic, three steps and two steps, almost running towards the house. Rush inside the house.

"Major General! You're going to catch a cold!"

"My God! Major General! Major General! You can't get in the rain!" Those females with umbrellas thought that their chance to be in the top position had come, but they didn't expect the major general to run so fast, what was the matter?

At the same time, there was another thunderous "boom" in the sky.

The female insects at the bottom of the building just feel like they are hearing celestial music and are in a good mood - it hasn't rained for many years, and today's rain will definitely bring them good luck.

Zhou Ci didn't even want to drink a glass of water, but he heard another muffled sound just now, and his frown became more and more tight. It was cold today, and the clothes the housekeeper arranged for him were soft and thick, even if it was wet with rain. It's just slightly damp, and it looks like it exudes warmth.

He came to the door of Qiyue's room and knocked anxiously: "Qiyue, open the door, it's me!"

There was no answer after knocking a few times, Zhou Ci was so upset that he ignored the "bang" and pushed the door open.

The room was dark, with no lights on, very dim.

And his boy was crouching in the corner of the room like a fluffy ball, as if he was avoiding the plague, but he couldn't move if he wanted to.

Zhou Ci's heart ached, "July..." He softly called out Qiyue's name, and slowly came to the boy.

The child's face showed a look of panic and fear that Zhou Ci had never seen since he came here. The corners of his brows and lips were twitching unconsciously, as if apologizing for not being able to rush to open the door. Trembling and speechless.

He could only raise a smile that was uglier than crying.

There was another thunder and lightning, and the reflected purple light lit up Qiyue's pale cheeks.

The young man was shocked violently, a small animal whimpered from his throat, and his whole body was trembling with fright.

Zhou Ci knelt beside the curled up child and opened his furry coat facing the boy. In the next second, the frightened little beast seemed to grab a life-saving straw and slammed into it fiercely. The thin back trembled like chaff. He was too terrified to say a word.

The child Zhou Ci was wrapped in his arms, patting his back to comfort him, and the softest part of his heart was sore.

How could he forget that what Qiyue fears the most in the book, the demon hidden in his heart, is the thunder and lightning that fills the sky.

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