You Have to Earn It Chapter 8

What love ai'ai, you and me, watching the erotic scene made the grown man Bradley blush, he read it briefly and closed the book.

As soon as the book was closed, Bradley glanced at the author's name on the spine. It was better not to look at it, but when he looked at it, he was furious. He actually knew the author - the young master Xavier who wanted to take away Milo that day.

Bradley: ...Don't offend cultural people.

When Milo saw Bradley's expression was extremely different, he asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with this book?"

Bradley glanced at Milo and thought there was nothing wrong, it was just that you were fcuked by me inside. But he still didn't go to irritate his lovely Milo. He just shook his head and said it was okay, and then put the storybook into his arms.

Seeing that Bradley didn't want to talk, Milo didn't ask any more questions. However, the storyteller's voice became louder and louder in the restaurant lobby, which made Bradley's face never cool down.

Fortunately, the waiter delivered the food and wine in time, which relieved the embarrassment a little.

The wine was good and the food tasted good, but while Bradley was eating, his mind was filled with the pictures he had just seen in the book, and in the end he did not even dare to look at Milo.

Milo looked at his master's jade-like face with a crimson color. He didn't know whether it was because of the embarrassment of reading the storybook or simply because he was too drunk.

After drinking the hot wine, Bradley took off his cloak, rested his chin on his hand and squinted his eyes to listen to the storyteller's play downstairs.

The storyteller just happened to mention that the noble man bravely went to the execution ground to save his servant and saved the servant from the guillotine with all his life. The audience cheered, and some people gave the storyteller copper coins as a reward.

Bradley thought to himself, if this were me when I was young, I would definitely go up to this person to argue with a brick...

After listening to a play in a restaurant, Bradley was filled with anger. Bradley drank half a bottle of wine angrily, and even more angrily said he wanted to go back.

Milo stood up and said in a low voice: "It's cold outside, Master, please put on your coat."

Bradley said: "I have great righteousness, but I am still afraid of the cold?!"

Milo: "......"

So Bradley got hot-headed for a moment and firmly rejected Milo's suggestion. He insisted on using Haoran's righteousness to keep out the cold. Then when he walked to the door of the palace without a coat, he was already moving like a dog. The worst thing was that he sniffed. , I found that even the tip of my nose was frozen solid.

When the housekeeper came out, he saw Bradley walking beside Milo with his hands folded and shoulders hunched, shivering from the cold. He almost didn't realize who was the guard and who was the prince.

"My Lord." The housekeeper looked distressed and quickly pulled Bradley into the house and said, "Where's the coat? Why did you come back wearing so little?"

Bradley shivered and said he was not cold.

The housekeeper suspected that his prince's brain was frozen, so he turned around and scolded Milo, saying how could he let the prince do what he did.

Milo lowered his head while being scolded and didn't say anything in reply.

Bradley said: "It's none of his business, it's my own business."

The housekeeper said: "Sir, it's such a cold day, be careful not to get cold!"

As he said this, he quickly asked someone to prepare a stove and ginger soup, and then tucked Bradley into bed.

After drinking ginger soup and getting into bed, the alcohol that had just disappeared from the cold was coming back again, and Bradley fell asleep in a daze.

Seeing this, the butler glanced at Milo and sighed: "You can help the prince change his clothes. Remember not to freeze. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so it's very serious if you get sick."

Milo nodded.

The butler looked at Milo and Bradley with complicated eyes, as if he was wondering what was so charming about Milo that made his prince suddenly change his temper.

After the housekeeper went out, Milo lowered his head to change Bradley's clothes.

However, as soon as he took off his outer clothes, Milo saw Bradley's storybook tucked into his inner coat. After a slight hesitation, he put the storybook next to the bed.

He took off Bradley's clothes that were wetted by the snow, put on warmer pajamas, wrapped him tightly in a quilt, and finally heated up the stove in the house.

After doing all this, Bradley was free. He sat in the middle of the room, looking at the room that was illuminated by firelight and turned into orange. He slowly stood up and walked to Bradley, bent down, and held the storybook in his hand. .

The storybook is not thick, but the content is very rich. Milo has actually read many storybooks in Bradley's study, but this one is different from other storybooks.

This story tells the story of two men falling in love.

One Master and One Servant, the plot is exciting and the content is fascinating. Milo flipped through it quickly and memorized almost the entire storybook in his mind.

After reading the storybook, Milo looked at Bradley, and there seemed to be something else in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment, then put the script into his arms...

Bradley had an uncomfortable sleep. When he woke up, his nose was blocked and his throat hurt. His whole body seemed to be packed in a huge plastic bag, and even his vision of the world was blurry.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu System, am I blind? No matter how I see things, everything is blurry?" Bradley cried to the system.

The system checked it, and then said coldly: "My eyes are full of sh!t."

Bradley: "Oh, that's it."

system:"......"

Bradley stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, then let out a dying breath.

Milo happened to come in from outside, holding a basin of hot water in his hand. When he saw Bradley waking up, he called out: "Master."

Bradley said hoarsely: "I feel so uncomfortable."

This sound is like the voice of a drake. People who don't know may think that Bradley has been calling all night.

Milo hurried over, touched Bradley's forehead, and said, "No fever, I'll call the doctor. Master, please put on your clothes first."

Bradley allowed Milo to get him dressed. His expression was very dull throughout the whole process. If there was more drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, he would be a standard mentally retarded child.

Milo dressed Bradley, ran out in a hurry, and soon led the doctor over.

This doctor was the imperial doctor given to Bradley by the emperor. He had treated Bradley since he was a child and he was considered an elder of Bradley. Bradley also respected him on weekdays.

The doctor saw that Bradley was a little seriously ill and frowned: "How did you catch the cold?"

Milo said: "Yesterday I went shopping with the prince. When we came back, the prince had no clothes on and was frozen."

The doctor said: "Isn't this nonsense? It's such a cold day and you don't wear a coat?"

Milo said nothing.

However, the doctor also knew that his prince was willful and no outsiders could interfere in his decision-making, so he sighed and said, "I still have to persuade him. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and he suddenly caught a cold..."

Milo nodded in agreement.

Bradley fully understood what it means to be unlucky, and his body was struck by lightning. His socialist righteousness was of no use in the cold wind. He still had to catch a cold when he needed it, and he still had to take medicine when he needed it.

The worst thing is that ancient times were not like modern times. A serious cold could be cured by just getting an injection. In ancient times, wind-chill was not a minor disease. If someone failed to catch a cold, it might lead to pneumonia.

Bradley was lifted out of bed by Milo like a noodle, and then a bowl of dark and bitter medicine was placed in front of him.

Milo said: "The prince has taken medicine."

Bradley said nothing, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Milo said: "Your Majesty, take medicine."

Bradley continued to pretend to sleep.

Milo was silent for a moment, and then said quietly: "Your Majesty, Haoran's righteousness cannot cure diseases."

Bradley: ... Okay, please stop talking. Isn't it okay for me to drink?

Forced by Milo to open his eyes, Bradley drank the bitter Chinese medicine and showed an expression as if he had eaten sh!t. He said, "Why is this medicine so bitter?"

There was a smile in Milo's eyes, and he said: "The emperor learned about your illness and asked the doctor to add a lot of yellow lotus to the medicine..."

Bradley: ...Brother loves me again.

Milo added: "I also said that since you like to drink medicine, just drink it all at once..."

Bradley's tears finally fell. He didn't expect that when he was most vulnerable when he was sick, his beloved Jiujiu and his beloved brother would actually come up and step on him a few times.

After taking the medicine for several days, Bradley became a little delirious. When he saw Milo, he felt a bitter feeling in the back of his tongue.

During this period, the housekeeper came and asked the tailor to measure Bradley. He said that the emperor had given a lot of things, including some good materials, and was going to make several sets of clothes for Bradley.

Bradley said: "I'll also make a few sets for Milo."

The housekeeper was not surprised when he heard this and nodded obediently.

If the prince wants to pamper someone, he must do it to the heavens. The housekeeper still remembers that his prince once fell in love with a foreign dancer. When the two were deeply in love, the prince spent a lot of money and even bought the most luxurious theater in the royal city for her to have fun. The dancer was neither big nor small to the prince, and she had no respect for him, but the prince never seemed to take it to heart. At that time, everyone thought that the prince was trapped, and that the dancer here might become the princess of the prince's palace in the future - even the dancer herself thought so.

However, when it comes to matters of love, people can still get rid of their delays.

When the prince's enthusiasm faded, his ruthlessness also made people feel chilling.

After the feelings faded, he sold the dancer without hesitation. Even though she cried and begged in front of him, he was not moved at all.

The dancer cried and asked him if he had liked her before. The prince nodded and said seriously: "Yes."

"What about now, what about now, don't you like me now?" The dancer cried in despair.

The prince tapped the table with his finger, then smiled and said: "When I like you, I really like you. If I don't like you, I really don't like you anymore."

Such heartless words, the dancer's face looked as if she was dead.

The housekeeper was also present when these matters were being handled. Although he had some sympathy for the woman, he would not do anything for her. Because this is not the first time this has happened.

The prince is passionate and ruthless, and his reputation is known all over the world, but there are still some crazy men and women who are willing to fly moths into the flames, thinking that they can bring back the sincerity of the prodigal son.

But no one knows whether the prince is sincere or not.

Because of this, even though the prince is so gentle to Milo, no one else takes it to heart - who knows how long the prince's popularity will last?

Milo is just a shadow guard, and he is also a man. With Yuan Feiyan's temperament, I am afraid that he will never be pampered for too long. Everyone around Bradley thought so at that time, so no one thought of what happened next.

Bradley had been ill for half a month and had not recovered until New Year's Eve.

On New Year's Day, a grand banquet was held in the palace, with singing, dancing, acrobatics and opera, and all kinds of wonderful performances were presented in the most perfect manner before the Holy Lord.

Bradley wrapped himself up like a ball and sat among a group of people drinking.

The royal banquet was not as beautiful as he imagined. The food had to wait for the emperor to eat first. In addition, the weather was cold, so most of the dishes were cold when they were served.

Bradley had a bad appetite when he was sick, and now he had no appetite. Fortunately, the show was not bad. He drank a small drink while watching the show.

I have to say that this ancient beauty has ancient charm, and she looks quite delicious.

The Queen Mother sat next to the Emperor, but he seemed to be in a bad mood. He didn't say much after receiving the reward, but he kept drinking like Bradley.

After the show, there is a fireworks display.

The fireworks in this world are exceptionally beautiful, with big flowers exploding in the night sky, making the atmosphere extra lively.

Bradley stood not far from the emperor, looking at the night sky above his head with a smile in his eyes.

"Like it?" The emperor's voice sounded beside Bradley.

"I like it." Bradley said.

The emperor coughed a few times, reached out and patted Bradley on the shoulder, and said: "You are not young anymore, it's time to stop having fun."

Bradley smiled and nodded.

The emperor said: "Well, I heard recently that the story of you and your guards is being circulated in the world?"

The smile on Bradley's face froze.

The emperor said: "Have you seen it?"

Bradley: ...

Seeing the expression on Bradley's face, the emperor almost guessed what happened and nodded: "It's well written and quite interesting."

Bradley was speechless. He held it in for a long time before he finally said: "Brother Emperor, I don't mean that to him."

The emperor heard this and said: "You don't have that intention for him? Then tell me, why do you keep him by your side?"

Bradley: ...

Seeing that Bradley couldn't answer, the emperor sighed again and said, "You still won't grow up."

Bradley felt like he was a son being scolded by his father.

Another firework exploded in the sky, and neither the emperor nor Bradley spoke anymore.

In the evening after New Year's Eve, it snowed again. It was already early in the morning when Bradley returned home. He entered the house in a carriage and coughed quietly.

The stove in the room was still burning. Bradley pushed the door open and saw Milo sitting at the table reading a book.

Bradley said: "You're still up so late?"

Milo hummed softly and said, "Master, Happy New Year."

Bradley looked at Milo's dimly lit face under the firelight, his heart moved slightly, and he said with a smile, "Happy New Year."

Although there was no expression on Milo's face, anyone could see the joy in his soft eyes. He walked over, stretched out his hand and slowly brushed away the thin snow on Bradley's shoulders, and said: " Go to bed early."

Bradley grabbed Milo's hand.

Milo was slightly startled.

Bradley felt that his hands were cold to the bone. It didn't look like he had been keeping warm in the house. He hesitated and said: "Milo...your hands"

Milo smiled: "Master, don't worry, it's just that I'm cold."

When Bradley heard this, he didn't think much about it. He muttered a few words and went to wash up and go to sleep.

The ancient New Year was very particular, and everything to be done on the first, second and third day of the lunar month was carefully arranged. Although Bradley had a bad cold, he still had to follow the rules. So before dawn, he was picked up from the bed by the housekeeper, dressed and stuffed into the carriage.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, he worshiped his ancestors and was well-fed and well-dressed. Bradley saluted according to the rules. He should have been waiting in the hall with everyone, but he heard the emperor telling him to go down and rest.

Everyone else looked surprised when they heard the emperor's order, but the emperor said calmly: "You are sick, don't tire yourself out, go back home and rest early."

Although everyone knew that the emperor doted on his younger brother, it had never been so obvious as it was today.

Bradley was also a little flattered and declined a few words. Seeing that the emperor was resolute, he went back obediently.

He sat in the carriage and asked the system why the emperor was suddenly so kind to him.

The system said: "Maybe it was too cold and my brain was frozen."

Bradley: ...

Bradley found that this system was getting more and more blocking people when speaking. Basically, two out of three sentences would make him speechless. He thought about it and decided that he should change the system in the next world...

Bradley didn't think much when he took the carriage back to the house. However, when he returned to the house and just picked up a cup of hot tea, he heard the butler coming in a hurry with a pale face and said: "Your Majesty, something serious has happened!" "

It was the first time Bradley saw his housekeeper in such a panic, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The steward knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "King Xin------rebellion!"

"What?!" Bradley's tea cup fell directly to the ground. He stared in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"King Xin has rebelled!" The butler said with cold sweat all over his head, "Now he has led his troops to surround the palace!"

Bradley said: "Where is the Yulin Guard?!"

The steward said: "I don't know..."

This plot has never appeared in the original world line. In the original world line, King Xin was imprisoned and was beheaded by the current Holy Emperor when he was thirty years old.

Now King Xin is exactly twenty-nine, and there are still some days before he is beheaded, but Bradley really can't figure out why he suddenly rebelled.

As soon as the housekeeper reported the news to Bradley, there was a noise at the door.

Bradley stood up and walked over, only to see a face he had seen several times - this person was a disciple of King Xin. Logically speaking, King Xin was imprisoned and all his disciples should be dismissed. Today he Appearing here with soldiers confirmed that the steward's words were true.

"His Royal Highness Prince Su." The man saluted Bradley.

Bradley frowned and looked at him: "What do you mean?"

The man smiled and said: "Today there will be chaos in the royal city. My master is afraid that some bad guys will hurt King Su, so he specially sent his subordinates to protect His Highness King Su."

They say it's protection, but in fact everyone knows what to do.

Bradley looked at him, the expression on his face turned cold.

The man didn't care. He just waved his hand and the guards behind him surrounded Bradley's palace.

Bradley looked at him coldly, and the man didn't mind. He smiled and turned around and went out.

Bradley looked at his back and had a very bad feeling.

As soon as the doorman left, Bradley asked the system what was going on.

The system said: "To be honest, I don't know."

Bradley said: "I don't think you are reasonable at all..."

The system said: "Look, you did everything. I don't know anything, and you still come to ask me."

Bradley said: "Then what use do I need you for?"

The system said: "I can chat with you!"

Bradley said: "I can still chat with Milo!"

The system said: "But he doesn't dare to scold you."

Bradley: ... What you said makes so much sense, I don't even know how to reply.

Bradley was silent for a while and found that he was led astray by the system again. However, when he was doing pre-travel training at the Social Security Bureau, his instructor did talk about this issue. The instructor's general meaning is that the world line of each world may change due to the actions of the traveler. Some changes are good, and some changes are bad. Don't be anxious when encountering these changes, face it carefully, you You will find that--you have a 10% chance of surviving.

Bradley asked the instructor after listening to the class and said that there was only a 10% chance of surviving, but what about the remaining 90%?

His mentor's eyes were kind and his tone was gentle as he answered his question: "Silly boy, of course the remaining 90% died in strange ways."

Bradley was shocked by the adjective "bizarre" and thought he was hallucinating before hearing the contents. However, by the time he realized what he was saying, his mentor had already drifted away.

Thinking about it now, his mentor really didn't scare him.

Bradley thought about his last world and felt that the job was quite simple. He didn't expect that such a huge change would occur in the second world.

Bradley was bored for a while, and then suddenly asked the system, he said: "If you are burned to death, you will get a three-day holiday, but what if you are beheaded?"

The system said: "Two days."

Bradley said: "Drink?"

The system said: "Two days."

Bradley said: "Hang yourself?"

The system said: "Two days."

Bradley said: "Lingchi?"

The system said: "This is more miserable, four days."

After asking a few questions, Bradley's face became paler and paler. He discovered one thing... It seemed that the system was prepared for every death method he mentioned. Does this mean that someone had been there before? Have you ever died like this?

The system seemed to notice the change in Bradley's mentality, and gave him a few words of gentle comfort, saying that you can go with peace of mind, he can block the pain.

Bradley: ... Should he think about how to transfer back to the Social Security Bureau after he returns?