You Have to Earn It Chapter 4

After Xavier left, the palace became a little quiet again.

Bradley continued to live his little life with Milo.

After a period of time, Milo seemed to have gradually become accustomed to living in the sun, and got rid of some of the secret guard's problems--for example, he had to stand in an inconspicuous corner whenever he stood.

The boy's seventeen or eighteen years old is the time for growth. Ever since Milo started eating with Bradley, his height began to rise slowly.

Bradley got a little familiar with him and asked him what he liked to eat.

Milo held his chopsticks and whispered that he liked it.

Bradley said: "Do you like meat or vegetables?"

Milo pursed his lips and said the word "meat" in embarrassment.

Bradley glanced at the table of delicious food and said, "When you were secret guards, how often did you eat meat?"

Milo thought for a while and said, "Twice a month."

Bradley thought that eating meat twice a month seemed normal in this ancient world with low productivity. With this thought in mind, he gave the order in private.

So when the two of them ate for the second time, most of the food in front of Milo was meat.

When Bradley and Milo got along, there were many more details. Anyway, Bradley took care of Milo as a child.

Of course, when he was doing these things, the system also reminded him not to go too far, so as not to arouse suspicion.

Bradley calmed down a little after hearing the system's words. However, what he didn't expect was that what he did still attracted the attention of others.

This person is not someone to be dealt with, but Yuan Feiyan's brother, the current Holy Emperor.

Yuan Feiyan and today's Holy Mountain share the same father and mother, and have a very good relationship. Yuan Feiyan also helped a lot when he was fighting for the throne, so his brother has always been tolerant to him. He bullied men and women and offended many people, even the Holy One wiped his ass.

Being suddenly announced to the palace, Bradley felt a little guilty. He sat in the carriage and discussed with the system what the emperor wanted from him.

The system said: "Maybe I'm chatting with you."

Bradley said: "What if he finds out that I am not Yuan Feiyan."

The system was silent for a moment, and then said in a comforting tone: "Don't worry, there will be subsidies after being burned to death."

Bradley: ...

The system said: "Go with peace of mind."

Bradley was speechless. He was repeatedly told not to underestimate the intelligence of these aboriginal people in the world during the training in the unit. Once he found out that he was not Yuan Feiyan, there was a high probability that he would be burned to death because he was in this world. In the world, they actually exist like viruses...

The carriage passed the palace gate and soon sent Bradley outside the study.

Bradley got off the carriage and waited outside for a moment before someone opened the door and welcomed him in.

The weather has been getting colder and colder recently, and there was a heavy snowfall a few days ago. When Bradley entered the house, he saw his imperial brother sitting in front of the desk, seemingly looking down at something.

"Here you come?" The emperor looked somewhat similar to him, but his expression was more majestic.

"My dear brother, I see you, Your Majesty." Bradley saluted.

"Get up." The emperor put down his pen and said calmly, "I haven't seen you for several months. Why have you lost weight?"

Bradley said with a smile: "It's cold and I don't have much appetite in bed every day."

The emperor nodded and said nothing again.

Bradley had only seen these things about the palace nobles on TV. This time he traveled to this world, and his horizons were opened. Different from what he saw on TV, when he actually stood in front of the emperor, he realized that such a thing as the emperor's aura really existed.

Bradley lowered his head and looked at the instep of his feet, with a look of respect on his face, but in his heart he was roaring at the system: "The look in his eyes is so scary. Has he discovered something?"

The system's voice was as gentle as water, but what he said left Bradley speechless. He said, "Don't worry, I will block your pain when you are burned to death."

Bradley: ...

The system said: "Don't be afraid, hold me tight."

Bradley was silent for a while and said: "So if you are burned to death, how much will the subsidy be?"

The system said: "Three days of vacation will be subsidized."

Bradley: "...No salary?"

The system said: "You are thinking too much."

Bradley: ... Haha, evil capitalism.

There was silence between the two people for a while. It wasn't until some cold sweat started to form on Bradley's forehead that the emperor spoke again. He said, "I heard that you recently recruited a new shadow guard?"

Bradley: "Ah?"

The emperor said: "Yes or no?"

Bradley said: "Yes..."

The emperor's expression was half-smiling, and he asked: "That shadow guard looks exactly like you?"

Bradley: ...

Seeing that Bradley couldn't answer, the emperor sighed and said, "You are playing more and more crazy."

Bradley almost didn't lift it up in one breath.

The emperor said: "I know that you are not taboo on s3xual matters between men and women, but this man looks exactly like you, how can you do it?"

Bradley said yes, yes, why do you think I can do it!

Seeing Bradley's face turning green and white, the emperor thought that what he said had embarrassed Bradley, so he softened his tone and said, "You have to have a sense of proportion in these things and don't go too far."

Bradley: ...

The emperor said: "Huh?"

Bradley had no choice but to agree. He thought that probably everyone in the court knew that this prince was a pervert who was so narcissistic that he "fell in love" with him.

The emperor chatted with Bradley for a while, and finally said suddenly: "Don't you like to eat gr@pes the most? Recently, some have been grown in the greenhouse, not much, so just take them back and eat them."

Bradley was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "Gr@pes? But the emperor brother, I don't like eating gr@pes."

The emperor smiled brightly and said, "Oh, I remembered it wrong because of my brother."

Bradley looked at the emperor's smile and immediately realized that he asked this not because he forgot that his brother didn't like gr@pes, but because he was deliberately testing Bradley.

Fortunately, Bradley had memories of Yuan Feiyan, so the secret was not revealed.

"Go." The emperor said slowly, "Don't go too far. The New Year will be here in a few months, so you have to prepare everything you need."

Bradley nodded in agreement before retreating.

It was getting late at this time, and there was a thick layer of white snow on the ground and eaves. Bradley was sitting on the carriage wearing a big coat. The flavor of the New Year in ancient times is much stronger than that of Bradley's era. The fiery red lanterns, beautiful window grilles, and people's clothes are all preparing for this most grand festival of the year.

When Bradley arrived home, Milo was still reading in the room. He pushed the door open and saw the young man sitting under the orange light.

The young man was holding the book, his brows slightly furrowed, and he was studying the book Bradley left for him word by word. Hearing Bradley's footsteps, Milo stood up and called Bradley "master."

Bradley walked over and asked Milo to sit down.

Milo paused for a moment, but still agreed with Bradley and sat down again.

"Milo, what do you think after reading so many books?" Bradley picked up the warm tea and took a sip before asking.

"What do you think?" Milo looked confused, obviously not knowing what Bradley wanted to ask him.

Bradley said: "Yes, my thoughts."

Most of the books Bradley read to Milo were historical books and biographies, which objectively recorded the changes in dynasties, social development, and ideological changes. Of course, the connotation of this textbook is relatively obscure, downplaying imperial power and emphasizing individual equality.

This set of teaching materials is said to be the one with the best response. It is quite educational and not too radical to be accepted.

Milo looked at Bradley, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Master, this subordinate has no objection."

Bradley: ...

Milo said: "Master is everything to Milo. Whatever the master asks Milo to do, Milo will do."

Bradley wanted to tell him, Zai, my father is very disappointed in you.

He looked at Milo's face, and after a moment he said quietly: "What if I want you to die."

Milo said: "The master wants Milo to die, but Milo does not dare to live."

Bradley was silent for a while and said, "What if I want your body?"

Hearing this, Milo took a deep breath, then shook his hands and untied the opening on his chest, and said in a trembling voice: "Master..."

Bradley felt sad for the child's honesty and quickly shouted stop.

So Milo stopped moving again.

Bradley looked at Milo's face, and his heart suddenly moved. He said slowly: "Milo, I want you to know something."

Milo looked blank.

Bradley stretched out his hand, pressed it on his forehead, and said word by word: "You are a person, not an object."

Milo gritted his teeth.

Bradley said: "Even your master can't let you do whatever you want. Do you understand?"

Milo didn't answer.

Bradley sighed softly and said, "If you don't want to do something, just say it..."

But as soon as he said this, he heard Milo say in a low voice: "No, master, I'm just a dog..."

Bradley sighed in his heart, knowing that some things had been deeply ingrained in Milo's soul when he was a shadow guard, and they could not be changed overnight. He tapped Milo's forehead and said, "Don't you say everything?" Do you listen to me?"

Milo nodded.

Bradley said: "Then I want you to treat yourself as a person. Remember, you are a person."

Milo's eyes flashed, and after a long while, he softly called his master again.

Bradley looked at him lovingly, as if looking at the son he had worked so hard to raise.