You Have to Earn It Chapter 7

New Year is always the most important holiday for Bradley.

Whether it is the world he entered through time travel or his original world, this festival deserves to be celebrated.

The palace is also in a New Year mood, with beautiful window grilles on the windows, red lanterns hanging all over the courtyard, festive Spring Festival couplets on the door, and even the clothes they are wearing are a little more colorful.

Bradley sat next to the stove and ate the sweet potatoes he had just finished testing.

This sweet potato is soft and sweet, and it warms one's heart when eaten in the cold winter.

Bradley ate two and was about to get the third one when his housekeeper said quietly: "Your Majesty, the Holy Emperor is coming soon. If you eat too much, be careful not to be able to eat."

Bradley reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Milo doesn't have Bradley's worries. He is growing up and has a huge appetite on weekdays. Even if he eats three or four, his appetite will not be affected at all.

So Bradley looked at Milo eating with envy.

The fingers of Milo are slender and have distinct joints, and they look particularly good when peeling sweet potatoes. If placed in modern times, they would be the kind that can be used as hand molds.

Bradley looked at his own again. His hands were slightly more fleshy and whiter than Milo's hands. But if a man wants to be so fair, wheat-colored skin is just right.

Milo peeled off the skin, put the sweet potato to his mouth and took a bite of half of it. There was some foam on his lips, and he stretched out his tongue to lick his lips. When Bradley saw this, his heart jumped inexplicably.

But he didn't think much about it, he just muttered to ask Milo to eat less so that he wouldn't be unable to eat at night.

The housekeeper reminded Bradley in a moderate manner that the prince did not need to worry about Milo's appetite. Even if he ate two more, there would be no problem with dinner.

Bradley's eyes became even sadder.

It stands to reason that the emperor is coming to the house for dinner today, and the food must be the best, but Bradley is really not happy. Because every time he met the emperor, he had to be careful, fearing that his identity as an imposter would be revealed.

I have to say that the job of a civil servant is really not easy to do.

The snow outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and when the emperor arrived, it was completely dark.

Bradley saluted and went to the table with his imperial brother.

I don't know if it's because the weather has been too cold recently, but his imperial brother's face didn't look good, and he was still coughing quietly while eating.

Bradley asked him, and he shook his head and said calmly that he was infected with the cold.

Although the dishes on the table are home-cooked, they are all very delicately prepared and taste good. But Bradley and his brother didn't move their chopsticks much. Bradley ate too many sweet potatoes, and his brother seemed to have a bad appetite.

While eating, it is inevitable to warm up a pot of wine and have a drink.

The wine is medicinal wine. After it is warmed, the spicy taste is completely suppressed, and it is more like a drink. Bradley was a little greedy and drank a little more, causing a blush to appear on his cheeks.

His imperial brother said: "I heard that a few months ago, the Du family brothers and sisters from the Wulin Alliance came to visit?"

Bradley hummed softly.

The emperor said: "You really dare to provoke anyone."

Bradley showed a rather embarrassed smile.

The two of them ate for a while, and then the emperor seemed to have no intention of saying, "Where is that guard who looks exactly like you? Why didn't you see him?"

Bradley answered the words very wisely, and said: "If brother Huang wants to see him, I will ask him to come right now."

The emperor rubbed the wine glass and nodded: "Call me."

The emperor spoke. Although Bradley was uneasy, he still called Milo over.

Milo bowed as he entered the room. The emperor looked at him for a moment and said calmly: "Raise your head."

Milo slowly raised his head, revealing a face that was almost exactly the same as Bradley. If it weren't for the age difference between him and Bradley, some people might have doubted whether his life experience was related to the royal family.

"There are actually people who look alike in the world." The emperor took a sip of wine and said with great interest, "That's quite interesting."

Bradley smiled and said nothing.

The emperor said: "But I'm too lazy to care about you. If you're happy, it's okay to keep him by your side for fun." After he finished speaking, he looked at Milo coldly and told him to leave.

So Milo stood up again and retreated.

Seeing that the emperor's expression seemed a little worried, Bradley quickly said some nice words. Finally, the emperor's expression relaxed slightly and said something to Bradley that he couldn't answer. The emperor said: "They look so similar, how could you do this?" Get rid of it?"

Bradley: ... I also want to ask Yuan Feiyan.

The medicinal wine had a strong stamina, and Bradley's drinking capacity was not very good, and he was already a little delirious in the end.

The emperor had a good drinking capacity, but he kept coughing, so he didn't drink too much.

When the housekeeper helped the drunk Bradley back, the emperor asked: "How long has the guard been with him?"

The housekeeper lowered his head and whispered: "Almost half a year."

The emperor nodded and said nothing.

The housekeeper didn't know what the emperor meant, so he could only stand where he was and didn't dare to move.

Until the emperor waved his hand and asked the housekeeper to help Bradley into the house.

Bradley hadn't been drunk for a long time. The medicinal wine made him feel hot all over and his face turned red like a cooked shrimp.

After the housekeeper helped him to the cave, he was about to change Bradley's clothes when he saw Milo walking out from the side of the room and said, "I'll do it."

The housekeeper turned his head and glanced at Milo, who was holding a hot towel, and then at Bradley, who was already sleeping on the bed. After a slight hesitation, he retreated.

The door closed gently, and Milo lowered his head and looked at Bradley, who seemed to be sleeping soundly.

"Your Majesty." Milo called softly.

Bradley naturally would not respond.

Milo put his finger on Bradley's lips and said, "What on earth...do you think of me?"

Bradley was a little uncomfortable being pressed, so he hummed aggrievedly.

Milo stopped talking. He pursed his lips as usual. However, his next move was to lower his head and press his lips to Bradley's lips.

The two lips met, and Milo tasted a strong smell of alcohol, but this taste did not make Milo feel disgusted, but made him deepen the k!ss.

Bradley couldn't breathe smoothly, and his hands began to resist reflexively.

Milo held down Bradley's hand and continued to k!ss seriously. His k!ssing skills were very jerky, but this did not prevent him from continuing.

After the k!ss ended, both Bradley and Milo were a little breathless. Bradley mumbled a few words, while Milo licked his lips.

"So this is what it tastes like." Milo wiped away the cold sweat on Bradley's forehead with a hot towel. His eyes were full of light. He said, "Your Majesty..." The taste is actually better than that of roasted sweet potatoes. Even sweeter.

Bradley rarely drinks, so he reacts particularly badly when drunk.

As soon as he opened his eyes the next day, he felt a splitting headache. He cried out in pain several times, and it took him a while to recover.

However, when Bradley recovered, he was dumbfounded. He saw Milo being held firmly in his arms. Although their clothes were intact, such an intimate gesture still made Bradley sweat a little.

He quickly asked the system, "I didn't do anything to Milo last night, right?"

The system said: "You touched his chest."

Bradley: ...

The system said: "And pinched his waist."

Bradley: ...

The system sighed: "It has done everything it should do, and it has done everything it shouldn't."

Bradley felt that his hand on Milo's butt was about to burn.

The system said: "I didn't expect you to be such a civil servant."

Bradley shed tears of sadness and said: "...I am sorry for the salary the country paid me."

The system said: "Oh, I lied to you."

Bradley: ...

The system said: "Actually, you only touched his butt."

Bradley was almost mad at the system. He said, "Are you all like this?"

The system said: "Yes, if you don't like me, you can change the system in the next world."

Bradley: ... Dmn, the system in the last world told him the same thing, but the current system is so amazing?

Bradley still had a headache, and the person in his arms woke up.

Milo was much calmer than Bradley, and even said hello to Bradley: "Good morning, Your Majesty."

Bradley smiled and said: "Good morning, good morning."

Then Bradley lay on the bed, watching Milo get up and get dressed, and prepared to go out to practice martial arts without changing his expression.

Seeing that Milo was about to push the door open, Bradley couldn't hold it back and asked: "Milo, last night we..."

Milo blinked and seemed very puzzled: "What happened last night?"

Bradley said with difficulty: "Last night... did we... have anything... happen..."

Milo moved for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Nothing happened between me and the prince."

Bradley said: "Really?"

Milo said: "Really."

Bradley's expression was still a little hesitant. He swallowed, and then asked in a low voice: "Then why did your lip get broken?"

Milo stretched out his hand and touched his damaged lip, and said calmly: "I just bit it accidentally last night."

Bradley: "(⊙v⊙)Really?"

Milo said warmly: "Really." His eyes were so gentle, so gentle that Bradley had the illusion that he was a sgumbag.

Then Milo went out, closing the door very gently.

Bradley sat up from the bed with messy hair and said in a hoarse voice: "System, I really didn't do anything to Milo, right?"

The system said: "No."

Bradley breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the system did not tell Bradley------From beginning to end, Bradley did not do anything to Milo. However, as to whether Milo did anything to Bradley, that is another matter.

However, those who watch the fun never think it's a big deal.

While having breakfast, Bradley's eyes were gloomy, and his system was singing in his head: "That night, you didn't reject me, that night, you hurt me..."

Bradley: "...You're almost done."

The system said: "Don't worry, in fact nothing happened to you at all."

Bradley: ... He originally thought that nothing happened between him and Milo, but the system kept repeating it, making him more and more worried.

The system was still comforting him, saying, "Don't be afraid. Being gay is in line with socialist values. We never discriminate against people with different s3xual orientations."

Bradley said: "But I like beautiful girls!"

The system smiled faintly and said, "How do you know that the one you like must be a girl?"

Bradley: ...

The system was quiet for a while, and then wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with him again, asking him when his first love was.

Bradley knew that the system in this world talked a lot, and if he ignored him, he would definitely cause trouble, so he reluctantly replied: "It's been a long time, when I was in elementary school... My girlfriend looks like It's so cute, now that I think about it, I feel..."

After the system listened, it was quiet for a moment and said: "Three years to start, maximum penalty is death."

Bradley: ... Dmn, he must change the system in the next world.

This meal was going to leave Bradley with internal injuries. After finishing his meal, he sat in the room glumly, eating random nuts, while Milo practiced martial arts outside the room.

The weather has been getting colder and colder recently, but Milo has never had a day of comfort.

Bradley was afraid that he would freeze and asked him to rest for a month before continuing. However, Milo shook his head and refused, saying that his hands would become rusty if he did not practice, and besides, he was used to such a life.

The two have lived together for half a year, and Bradley has almost learned about the living conditions of the Shadow Guard from Milo.

It was basically not a life for human beings. They worked more than 18 hours a day, had no five insurances and one housing fund, let alone overtime pay, and had child labor. The environment was very worrying. And because of the dangerous nature of the work of shadow guards, the loss rate is also extremely high. Basically, the batch of guards at the bottom will be replaced in almost ten years.

Fortunately, after Bradley took Milo over, he almost healed the hidden injuries on Milo's body, so it should not affect his longevity.

It's still snowing outside.

Bradley sat next to the small stove, wearing a cloak made of white fox fur. There were many snacks and drawing books in front of the table for him to kill time. The window on the side of the room had a small opening. As long as he turned his head, he could see through the window. I saw Milo practicing martial arts in the yard.

This kind of living condition is very good. If possible, Bradley would rather this year pass like this.

But obviously, as a prince, Yuan Feiyan cannot be so idle.

As the New Year is approaching, people come to visit Bradley one after another.

Some people were received by the housekeeper, but some people needed Bradley to come in person. In order to prevent unnecessary troubles, Bradley asked him to wear a mask, so as not to be seen by interested people and spread bad news. remarks.

The busy days continued like this for half a month. Seeing that the flavor of the New Year was getting stronger, Bradley found a moment and said he would take Milo for a walk on the street.

The time before the Chinese New Year should have been the most prosperous period for trade in ancient times.

The rich and poor have prepared more or less New Year's goods. After all, this is the most important day at the end of the year.

Everything in Bradley's house is handled by the housekeeper, so he doesn't have to worry about anything. This time I went out for a casual walk, so I only took Milo with me.

In the past six months, Milo's stature has gradually grown, and his face has gradually begun to lose its youthful youthfulness, becoming more and more similar to Bradley's face.

The stone road was covered with thick snow, and there were vendors selling goods on both sides of the road.

Bradley looked around, interested in everything around him. He saw a candy seller on the roadside and asked Milo if he had ever eaten a candy man.

Milo shook his head slightly.

Bradley smiled and said, "Then I'll buy you one."

The vendor who makes the candy figures is very skillful in his craftsmanship, and the little candy figures he makes are very lifelike and attractive.

Bradley asked Milo to take off his mask, and then asked the vendor to make a candy man in Milo's likeness.

When the hawker saw Milo's appearance, he smiled and said, "Is this the guest officer's brother? He looks real."

Just as Milo was about to deny it, he heard Bradley say slowly: "Yes, this is my brother."

The hawker smiled and said, "How about just making a pair?"

Bradley thought for a moment and said, "That's okay."

The vendor quickly made two lifelike little candy figures and handed one to each of Bradley and Milo.

Bradley looked at the little candy man in his hand and asked with interest: "How can you tell which one is me and which one is him?"

The hawker smiled and said, "Look, sir, this little candy man is taller, and your brother's little candy man is shorter."

When Bradley heard this, he took a satisfied lick.

Then Bradley bought some snacks for Milo, such as candied haws and fried fruits. Milo didn't refuse and took them all in his hand.

Bradley saw that he was only holding it but not eating it, so he smiled and said: "Eat it, if you don't eat it, you won't be able to take it down."

Only then did Milo carefully bite a candied haws. The sweet rock sugar melted in his mouth. When he bit the sugar coating, he tasted the sweet and sour hawthorn. Milo blinked his eyes, as if he was a little sour.

Bradley looked at him with a smile and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Milo said vaguely: "It's delicious." He put some rock sugar foam on his lips, stretched out his tongue and circled it around his lips.

Bradley looked at Milo and suddenly said: "Milo, do you like this candied haws on a stick?"

Milo nodded and took another one in his mouth.

After all, he is still a half-grown child. Although he was quite cautious towards Bradley at the beginning of their relationship, as time went by, he became more relaxed.

Bradley then said slowly: "One day, everyone in the world can do what they want to do, and no one will be a vassal of anyone else."

Milo was stunned.

Bradley said: "Do you believe that one day?"

At this time, the wind and snow began to get stronger, and Milo saw his prince wearing a pure white coat, holding an umbrella, and looking at him with a smile like a flower. Those eyes that were exactly the same as his were shining with a light that he couldn't understand. Only after a long time did Milo understand what the light in his prince's eyes meant.

When Bradley saw that Milo was silent, he didn't ask any further questions. He just smiled and told him to eat the candied haws quickly and it would freeze into popsicles.

So Milo swallowed them all into his stomach one bite at a time, without even spitting out the core.

After walking around the streets for a long time, Bradley felt a little cold, so he asked Milo to go to a nearby teahouse to warm up and eat and drink tea.

When Bradley and Milo entered the teahouse, there was a storyteller in the teahouse. The storyteller patted the gavel and said loudly: "The noble man was reluctant to let the servant die with him, so he wanted to drive the servant out of the palace." , but the servant has already been moved by the nobleman's sincerity------and said that he saw the execution day------"

After hearing what the storyteller said, Bradley was thinking about what kind of storybook it was when he heard the next paragraph. The storyteller said: "Fortunately, the nobleman and the servant look exactly the same. The servant cannot see his beloved." Sacrifice one's life, which means Li Daitao is dead..."

Bradley: ...

Milo: "......"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Bradley couldn't hold back and called the waiter over.

As soon as the waiter saw Bradley's clothes, he knew that he must be an honored guest, so he asked Bradley what happened in a very good manner.

Bradley said: "...What storybook is this storyteller talking about?"

The waiter laughed when he heard this and said, "Sir, you are not a local, are you?"

Bradley turned his eyes and said, "Yes, I'm not a local." Although Yuan Feiyan spent a lot of time on men and women, he also had the habit of not eating grass next to his nest and rarely walked around the royal city. Therefore, in the royal city Not many people know him.

The waiter said: "This is the latest storybook. It tells the love affair between a nobleman and a servant who looks exactly like him. Alas, it is so touching!"

Bradley: "...But didn't I hear the storyteller say that the nobleman and the servant are both men?"

The waiter smiled and said: "My guest, you don't know something. That noble person has always been indifferent to men and women. Even the most popular thing in the royal city nowadays is for men to fall in love."

Bradley: ...

When the waiter saw that Bradley was silent, he simply said: "Sir, how about this? I'll help you buy a copy of this storybook nearby. Can you take it in your hand and take a look?"

Bradley slowly spit out the word "good".

The waiter was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped and turned around, asking: "Is that guest officer the regular version or..."

When Bradley heard this, how many versions are there? He asked: "What is the difference between this regular version and other versions?"

The waiter chuckled and said, "Of course there are some differences. Everyone can read the regular version, but the content is less."

Bradley understood instantly and said, "Then I want the edition with the most content."

The waiter nodded and went out.

Bradley stretched out his hand and lit the table, still thinking about the script in his mind.

The waiter came back as quickly as he left. He smiled and handed the storybook he bought from the bookstore next to Bradley.

Bradley took the storybook and handed the money to the waiter, saying: "No need to look for it, you can go down first."

The waiter nodded and sighed, and said with a smile: "Sir, please read slowly. This book is very well written. I have read it many times."

Bradley looked down at the script, and the bad feeling in his heart became stronger.

There are three big characters written on the cover of the storybook: "Feng Yue Jian".

Taking a deep breath, Bradley turned over the first page with shaking hands and saw the first row of words on it: He met him on a warm autumn night.

Bradley: ... Why does it feel so like a third-rate romance novel?

He didn't read it in detail, but took a quick glance at the plot, and his face grew darker as he read it. When he saw the pornographic content, he finally couldn't help but drop the book.

"The two bodies were intertwined, and their breathing became heavier. He k!ssed his lips, caressed his satin-like skin, and said to him, 'I want you.'"

Bradley: ... To be fair, if you write a royal fanfic, you really won't be caught?