School belle: We agreed to be useless, but you have trillions of superpowers?

"Small system, where is your male protagonist?"

039 was struck by lightning when he heard this.

My male protagonist, my male protagonist, phew, why are you so active now, if you have this heart to do the task, you wouldn't have succeeded a long time ago. You're a dog host, you don't want to my male master.

039 puffed up and didn't reply.

Junze directly called up the original materials of this world.

When he saw the name of the male protagonist Xie Qi'an, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and it was this little guy again.

Xie Qi'an was the year of the weak crown, the son of the dancing girl, and his status was humble. His mother was beautiful and loved by the emperor. Later, he was slandered and had an affair with the guards and was sent to the cold palace. A year later, a son was born, whose identity was not recognized by the royal family, and he was trapped in the cold palace.

The regent Jun Ze slaughtered the descendants of the Xie royal family, and none of the royal jade were spared. In order to avoid being criticized by the world, Xie Qi'an, who was trapped in the cold palace, was taken out and established as the thirty-second monarch of Chenguo, with the year name Yuanqi. On the surface, he is the lord of the world, but in fact, the regime is falling.

In the thirteenth year of Yuanqi, Xie Qi'an conspired with the royalists to design a series of schemes with Guiyunting in the suburbs of Beijing to kill Junze.

......

There are still some scattered introductions below, Jun Ze glanced lazily, for the original plot, this kind of murder will definitely not happen to him, he has never been the only one who kills.

Jun Ze raised his feet and walked towards the cold palace.

[Host, you !! stop] 039 has already seen the direction of Jun Ze's travel, damn, that's a cold palace! Can't you let the male protagonist fend for himself? Jun Ze didn't

even raise his eyelids, letting the small system in the space roar.

He walked along the vermilion palace wall for a long time, and the scene in front of him became more and more desolate.

He stood outside the cold palace, the walls were mottled and could no longer see their original appearance, and the surrounding weeds were about to cover the palace gate.

The bare branches poked out of the cold palace to the outside of the palace wall, and projected on the palace wall under the miserable white moonlight, like ghost hands derived from the underground.

Jun Ze stared at the already dilapidated door, and unscrewed the rusty copper lock on the door directly. Thinking about it, the little eunuch guarding the cold palace at this time is estimated to be on duty.

With a "squeak" he pushed open the wooden door.

By the light of the moon, he could see the whole place, and outside was a small courtyard, with a few crooked bamboos about to break, and a flower bed covered with green moss, and two or three worn-out purple clay flower pots standing beside the altar.

What is a bit abrupt from the desolate scene is that there is a pot of extraordinarily lush and beautiful orchids growing on it.

There was a man sitting under the tree, looking up at the sky, not knowing whether to come up with this cage, or to stare at the moonlight and miss the old man.

The green silk is like a waterfall, the bamboo branches are hairpins, and the coarse linen clothes that have been washed to turn white, and the moonlight has plated him with a layer of silver light, as if he wants to feather and ascend to the immortal.

As if feeling the gaze behind him, he looked back lightly, his face was weak and beautiful like broken jade, his lips were moist, and he had a pair of hanging phoenix eyes. The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the red mole at the end of the right eye adds a bit of enchanting atmosphere to him.

Xie Qi'an looked at

the person who came, and a few traces of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the person who came was dressed in a dark color trimmed cloud pattern brocade robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, with a black dragon jade pendant tied around his waist, flying eyebrows and sideburns, sharp edges and corners, his posture was like a green pine covered with snow, his expression was cold, and the gentleman was very compatible with him. There is a tendency of not being angry and self-imposing.

Xie Qi'an looked at him with a bit of abruptness in his eyes, this person didn't think he should have appeared in this dilapidated place.

Jun Ze sat across from him without any scruples, and a pot of tea was placed on the stone table.

Xie Qi'an didn't speak, and naturally poured him a glass. His fingers grabbed the corners of his clothes, and he was a little apprehensive.

He didn't know what to call him for a while, and he didn't think he was an ordinary person in this outfit.

"This is the newly dried osmanthus this year, here is simple, don't blame the son. His voice was like a spring breeze in March.

Jun Ze didn't speak, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Xie Qi'an looked at Jun Ze's white and slender hands, with distinct joints, as flawless as a work of art. When he raised his hand to add tea to him, he accidentally touched Jun Ze's hand, which had a hint of coldness, as beautiful and crystal as ice and snow.

Jun Ze noticed Xie Qi'an's eyes and frowned.

He didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand towards Xie Qi'an, who shook it unconsciously. Gently stroking, the calluses in Jun Ze's hands made him frown, what a beautiful pair of hands, it's a pity.

Immediately thinking of something, he quickly retracted his hand, and a blush flashed across his face.

Xie Qi'an, what stupid thing have you done, you are not related to others, and you are not rude to others.

He looked at Jun Ze's face and swallowed unconsciously. He wouldn't be angry.

Jun Ze's expression did not change, looking at him with a more thoughtful look in his eyes, this character is a bit interesting.

"Qi'an" Junze's voice was low and magnetic, and he called out to thank Qi'an.

Xie Qi'an was in a trance, this name was obtained by his mother, and he preferred to call his mother rather than his mother.

Except for his mother, no one knew his name, and those little eunuchs didn't even bother to pretend, and even a few of them called Xiao Ye in front of him.

His eyes flashed a little dark, and at the same time there was a few hints of vigilance in his heart, this man had investigated himself.

Then he smiled bitterly, he has no long things, what can be used by others?

He looked at Jun Ze with a little doubt in his eyes.

Jun Ze understood the question in his heart, but he didn't bother to explain.

"Do you want to go out?" The

doubt in Xie Qi'an's eyes was even greater, and he didn't rush to answer his words. Directly asked, "Does Childe need me to do anything?"

Xie Qi'an didn't believe that there would be a pie in the sky.

Jun Ze pinched his jaw, "It doesn't matter what you need to do.

He paused and continued, "How is the throne of this Chen Kingdom.

Xie Qi'an stood up directly from his position, and his tone was a little stern, "Childe, don't make such jokes, Qi'an is just the son of a dancer from a humble background." "