The details in this book were quite explicit.
What love and sex made Bai Luoluo’s face turn red. He roughly read once and closed the book.
As soon as the book was closed, Bai Luoluo glanced at the author’s name on the book spine. Then he felt very angry, for he knew this author: Xia Baifeng, who was willing to take Mao Jiu away.
Bai Luoluo: “…” do not offend writers.
Mao Jiu saw the face of Bai Luoluo was very bad, then he asked: “Wangye, what’s wrong with this book?”
Bai Luoluo looked at Mao Jiu and thought in his mind that there is nothing wrong, just you were fucked by me in this book. But he still did not go to stimulate his lovely Mao Jiu, he just shook his head lightly and said nothing, and then put the book into the arms.
Mao Jiu saw Bai Luoluo don’t want to say, so he gave up asking, but the storyteller’s voice became more and more loud, so that Bai Luoluo’s face had not lowered temperature.
Thanks to the waiter delivered the food and wine just in time to ease the awkwardness.
Wine was good wine and food taste was also good, but when Bai Luoluo ate, his mind was filled with the picture he read in the book, finally he even dare not look at Mao Jiu.
Mao Jiu looked at his master’s white jade-like face floating on the crimson color, he also did not know it was because he felt angry for the contents of the book, or simply the wine was too strong to drink.
After drinking the hot wine, Bai Luoluo untied his cloak, He used his hand to support his chin and narrowed his eyes to listen to the storyteller downstairs.
The storyteller happened to mention that the nobleman, in order to save the servant, rushed into the execution ground, and saved the servant from the guillotine with all his might.
Bai Luoluo thought if he was a young man, he would have gone up to him with a brick in hand.
This story made Bai Luoluo feel very angry and shy, he drank half a pot of wine, and then said to go back.
Mao Jiu stood up and said lightly: “The outside is cold, master, put on your cloak.”
“I have a noble spirit,” said Bai Luoluo, “and I’m afraid of the cold?”
Mao Jiu: “…”
So, for a moment, Bai Luoluo adamantly refused Mao Jiu’s suggestion and insisted on using his noble spirit to keep out the cold. Then, when he walked to the door of the mansion without wearing a coat, he was already frozen. The worst thing was that he sniffed his nose, and the tip of her snot was frozen solid.
When the housekeeper came out, he saw Bai Luoluo walking by Mao Jiu’s side, arms folded, shoulders hunched, trembling with cold, almost couldn’t tell who was the guard and who was the Wangye.
“Wangye,” said the steward, pulling Bai Luoluo into the room with a look of pity on his face, “where is the coat? Why do you just wear these clothes?”
Bai Luoluo trembled and said he was not cold.
The butler suspected that his Wangye’s brain had been frozen, so he turned his head to scold Mao Jiu, saying how can you let Wangye fool around.
Mao Jiu bowed his head to be scolded and did not refute anything.
“It’s not about him,” said Bai Luoluo, “it’s me.”
The butler said, “Wangye, be careful not to get sick on such a cold day!”
He said this, and hastened to send for the stove and the ginger soup, and then tucked Bai Luouo in the bed.
After Bai Luoluo drank the ginger soup and went into the quilt, he went to sleep soon.
The butler saw the situation, looked Mao Jiu and sighed: “You serve Wangye to change clothes, remember not to freeze him. The new year is coming, it’s troublesome to get sick.”
Mao Jiu nodded his head.
Butler looked to Mao Jiu and Bai Luoluo quite complexly, who seemed to be wondering, in the end what charm Mao Jiu has, let his Wangye suddenly changed temperament.
After the butler went out, Mao Jiu bowed his head and changed clothes for Bai Luoluo.
However, as soon as he had taken off his outer clothes, he saw the book in his inner clothes. He hesitated for a while and then put the book beside the bed.
He took off his snow-soaked clothes, and put him on warmer pajamas, then wrapped him up in a quilt, and finally heated the stove in the house.
When he had finished all this, he sat down in the middle of the room and looked at the room which had been turned into an orange by the light of the fire. He slowly stood up to walk towards Bai Luoluo, lowered his body and picked up the book.
The book was not thick, but the content was very rich. Mao Jiu actually read a lot of book in the Bai Luoluo’s study, but this one was different from others.
It’s a story about two men who fall in love.
One Master and one servant, the plot is wonderful, the content is sexy, Mao Jiu quickly read it once, then almost had recorded the contents fully in the mind.
After reading the book, Mao Jiu looked at Bai Luoluo. He hesitated for a moment, but thrust the book into his arms…
Bai Luoluo woke up with a stuffy nose and sore throat. He felt as if he was in a giant plastic bag. He could not see the world clearly.
“System, am I blind? How do I see things are fuzzy?” Bai Luoluo cried to the system.
The system checked him, and then coldly spit out a sentence: “Eye excrement.”
Bai Luoluo: “Oh, I see.”
System: “…”
Bai Luoluo stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes.
Mao Jiu just came in from the outside, still holding a basin of hot water, he saw Bai Luoluo woke up, called: “Master.”
“I’m so sick.” said Bai Luoluo in a hoarse voice.
The voice was like that of a cockerel, and those who did not know might have thought that Bai Luoluo had been barking all night.
Mao Jiu hurried over, touched the forehead of Bai Luoluo and said: “No fever, I go to call the doctor, master, you put on clothes first.”
Bai Luoluo let Mao Jiu put on his clothes with totally dull expression, if the corner of his mouth was covered with a little saliva, he will look like a standard mentally retarded children.
Mao Jiu put on clothes for the Bai Luoluo, then hurriedly ran out, and soon led the doctor to come over.
This doctor was granted to Bai Luoluo by the emperor from childhood to take care of Bai Luoluo, who can be regarded as a senior of Bai Luoluo. usually Bai Luoluo also respected him.
The doctor saw that Bai Luoluo was quite ill, and frowned, “How did you catch the chill?”
Mao Jiu said: “Yesterday Wangye and I went out shopping, but Wangye did not wear a coat when he came back.”
The doctor said, “isn’t this nonsense? In this cold day, without a coat?”
Mao Jiu never said a word again.
But the doctor also knew their Wangye was willful, then he sighed: “You should advise him, this will be the new year, if suddenly caught cold…”
Mao Jiu nodded.
Bai Luoluo had fully understood what called does not pretend to be forced. His whole socialist righteousness was useless in the cold wind. He could not prevent himself from cold and had to drink medicine.
The most tragic is that in ancient times, unlike modern days, the cold was not a minor illness, one may die if he got the pneumonia.
Bai Luoluo was lifted from the bed by Mao Jiu like a noodle, then a bowl of black and bitter medicine was put in front of him.
Mao Jiu said: “Wangye, take medicine.”
Bai Luoluo said nothing, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Mao Jiu said again: “Wangye, take Medicine.”
Bai Luoluo continued to pretend to be asleep.
Mao Jiu kept silence for a moment, and then with a sense of humor, he said: “Wangye, righteousness can not cure the disease.”
Bai Luoluo: “…” OK, please don’t say, I drink.
Being forced to open his eyes, Bai Luoluo drank this bitter medicine and showed eating shit-like expression, he said: “Why so bitter?”
Mao Jiu’s eyes were full of smile, he said: “The emperor knew you are sick, so he let the doctor add a lot of coptis in the medicine…”
Bai Luoluo: “…” Brother, love me again.
Mao Jiu said: “He also said that since you like to drink medicine, just… drink enough once.”
At last the tears fell, and he did not expect that his beloved Jiujiu and brother would step on him when he was at his most vulnerable time.
Drinking medicine for a few days, Bai Luoluo felt a little delirious and had a bitter feeling as he see Mao Jiu.
The housekeeper came to let the tailor measure for Bai Luoluo, he said the emperor gave a lot of things, among them, there are several pieces of good material which can be used to make a few sets of clothes for Bai Luoluo.
Bai Luoluo said: “Also make a few sets for Mao Jiu.”
The butler heard this and was not surprised, he nodded submissively.
If Wangye wants to spoil someone, then he must spoil him to heaven. The housekeeper still remembers that Wangye once fell in love with an exotic dancer, and when they were in love, Wangye even bought the most luxurious Opera House in the city for her amusement with thousands of gold. The dancer had no respect for Wangye, but he never seemed to take it to heart. Everyone thought Wangye was obsessed in love that the dancer could be the future princess consort of the mansion, as did the dancer himself.
But when it comes to love, Wangye can get rid of it at any time.
When his enthusiasm wanes, his despair is also chilling.
After the feeling faded, he did not hesitate to sell the dancer, even if she cried in front of him, he was also unmoved.
The dancer cried and asked if he had ever liked her. He nodded and said earnestly, “Of course.”
“How about now, how about now, don’t you like me now?” The dancer cried in despair.
Wangye knocked with the finger at the desktop, then smiled: “I really like you when I like you, but when I dislike you, I really don’t like you anymore.”
What a cruel thing to say. The dancer looked as if she was dead.
The housekeeper was present, and though he felt a little sympathy for the dancer, he did nothing for her. Because this isn’t the first time this had happened.
Wangye was affectionate and also cold-hearted, his reputation was known all over the world, but there were always crazy men and women willing to fly into the fire and thought they can call back the prodigal son of a true heart.
But in the end, who knows whether Wangye is sincere or not.
And because of that, even though Wangye was so gentle with Mao Jiu, no one else took it to heart — for who knows how long will Wangye keep this love?
Mao Jiu was just a shadow guard and a man, to Yuan Feiyan’ temperament, it is impossible to spoil him for too long. That was the thought of all those people around him at the time, so no one expected anything after that.
Bai Luoluo was sick for a full half month. Until to the New Year’s Eve, things didn’t get better.
On New Year’s Day, the Imperial Palace held a grand banquet, singing, dancing, ice-playing, acrobatic and opera, all kinds of wonderful programs were presented in the most perfect posture before the emperor.
Bai Luoluo wrapped himself up like a ball and sat in the middle of a crowd drinking.
The royal banquet was not as good as he had imagined. The food had to be eaten by the emperor first, and with the cold weather, the dishes were almost cold.
Bai Luoluo was sick and had a bad appetite. Fortunately, the performance was good. He drank wine while watching the program.
I have to say, the ancient beauties had ancient charm and looked quite tasty.
The empress dowager sat beside the emperor, but he seemed to be in a bad mood. He didn’t say much after granting the reward, but he drank all the time like Bai Luoluo.
After the show, there will be fireworks.
The particularly beautiful fireworks bloomed in the night sky, which made the atmosphere more lively.
Bai Luoluo stood not far from the emperor, looking at the night sky overhead, his eyes full of smile.
“Like?” The Emperor’s voice rang out in the Bai Luoluo’s side.
“Yes.” said Bai Luoluo.
The emperor coughed a few times, patted him on the shoulder and said, “You’re not so young anymore. It’s time to stop just thinking about fun.”
Bai Luoluo smiled and nodded.
The emperor said, “Well, I’ve recently heard about the play of you and your guard.”
The smile on Bai Luoluo’s face froze.
The Emperor said, “Have you seen it?”
Bai Luoluo: “…”
The emperor saw the expression on the face of Bai Luoluo and almost guessed the thing, he nodded: “The writing is quite good, quite interesting.”
Speechless, he held it in for a long time before he said, “Emperor brother, I don’t mean that to him.”
The emperor said: “Do not have that idea to him? That you tell me, you keep him beside to do what?”
Bai Luoluo: “…”
Seeing that Bai Luoluo could not answer the question, he sighed again and said, “You still won’t grow up.”
Bai Luoluo had the feeling that he was a son being scolded by his father.
Another firework exploded in the sky, and the emperor and Bai Luoluo did not speak again.
On the evening after New Year’s Eve, there was another light snow. It was early in the morning when Bai Luoluo returned to his mansion, and he entered the house coughing in a low voice.
The stove in the house was still on fire, and when Bai Luoluo pushed the door in, he saw Mao Jiu sitting at the table reading.
“So late at night,” said Bai Luoluo, “you haven’t slept?”
Mao Jiu gently said: “Master, Happy New Year.”
Bai Luoluo looked at the unclear face of Mao Jiu in the firelight, he had a tiny movement in his heart: “Happy New Year. “
Mao Jiu’s face had no expression, but anyone could see the pleasant taste in his soft eyes. He came over, stretched out his hand and slowly brushed the thin snow off the Bai Luoluo’s shoulder, saying,”Go to bed early.”
Bai Luoluo caught hold of Mao Jiu’s hand.
Mao Jiu was stunned.
Bai Luoluo felt his hands cold, he hesitated, “Mao Jiu… your hands.”
Mao Jiu smiled and said, “Don’t worry, master, it’s just my body cold.”
Bai Luoluo did not think much, he grumbled two words and then went to sleep.
The ancient New Year was very fastidious, and everything was arranged properly. Although Bai Luoluo had a bad cold, he had to follow the rules. Then, before dawn, the housekeeper picked him up from his bed, dressed him, and stuffed him into the carriage.
On the first day of the festival, when all the ancestors were well fed and clothed, the emperor told him to go down to rest, while he waited in the temple with the others.
The others were surprised to hear the emperor’s command, but the emperor said lightly: “You are sick, do not wear out the body, return home to rest early.”
Although the emperor favored his younger brother, which was known to all, it had never been so obvious.
Bai Luoluo was also a little to be flattered, he put off a few words, but saw the emperor’s attitude was resolute, then he obediently went back.
He sat in the carriage and asked the system why the emperor was suddenly so kind to him.
The system said, “Maybe it’s just the cold froze his brain.”
Bai Luoluo: “…”
Bai Luoluo found that the system was getting more and more willful, basically saying two out of three sentences to block his speech. He thought about it and decided to change a different system in the next world…
He did not think much of it when he went home in his carriage, but when he returned to the house, he heard the butler come in such a hurry and look pale as he had just brought a cup of hot tea, saying, “Wangye, something terrible has happened!”
The first time he saw his housekeeper in such a panic that he wondered, “What’s the matter?”
The housekeeper knelt down, and in a trembling voice said, “Xin Wang– leads a mutiny!”
“What?!” Bai Luoluo’s teacup directly fell to the ground, he seemed not to believe this, “What did you say?”
“Xin Wang leads a mutiny!” said the butler in a cold sweat, “Now he has surrounded the palace with his soldiers!”
“Where is the guard?!” Bai Luoluo said.
The butler said, “I wonder…”
The plot, in the original world line did not appear, in the original world line, the Xi Wang was closed, and at his 30-year-old, the current emperor found a reason to cut off his head.
Now he was twenty-nine, and it was still some time before he was beheaded, but Bai Luoluo could not understand why he had suddenly mutinied.
As soon as the butler had announced the news to Bai Luoluo, there was a noise at the door.
He rose and went to see a face he had seen before– a man from the Xin Wang Mansion, and who was supposed to be shut up and let go, but now he with his men came here, which confirmed the housekeeper’s words.
“Your Highness, Su Wang.” The man saluted to Bai Luoluo.
Bai Luoluo frowned at him, “What do you mean?”
The man smiled and said, “There will be chaos in the imperial city today. My master is afraid that someone will hurt you, so he sent me to protect you.”
We all know what we’re doing when we say we’re protecting someone.
Bai Luoluo looked at him, and his face grew cold.
That man did not care about this, only with a wave of the hand, the guard surrounded the mansion of Bai Luoluo instantly.
Bai Luoluo looked at him coldly, that man also did not mind, he smiled and then turned to go out.
Bai Luoluo looked at his back and had a very bad feeling.
As soon as the man left, Bai Luoluo asked the system what was going on.
The system said, “Well, I don’t know, either.”
“I don’t think you are at all reasonable… ” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “Look, you did all the work, I don’t know anything, and you’re asking me.”
“Then what am I to do with you?” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “I can talk to you!”
“I can still talk to Mao Jiu!” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “But he doesn’t dare scold you.”
Bai Luoluo: “…” You are so reasonable, I do not know how to reply.
Bai Luoluo was silent for a moment, only to discover that he had been corrupted by the system again. But he did talk about it before when he was doing pre-travel training at the Social Peace Bureau. The master’s general idea is that the boundaries of each world may change as a result of the traveler’s actions, some changes may be good, some changes may be bad, don’t worry about these changes, face them carefully, you’ll feel as if you have a 10% chance of surviving.
After listening to the lecture, Bai Luoluo asked his tutor that if there was only a 10% chance of survival, what about the remaining 90%?
His mentor, with his kind eyes and gentle voice, answered his question: “Silly boy, of course the other 90 percent died in various strange ways.”
Struck by the adjective “strange”, he thought he was hallucinating after he heard the words, but before he knew it, his mentor was gone.
Now he thought about it, his mentor really didn’t scare him.
Bai Luoluo thought this work was quite simple in last world, but he did not think this only when he arrived in the second world, things had such huge change.
Bai Luoluo was silent for a while, thn asked the system a sentence, he said: “burned to death, allowance for three days of vacation, then what if beheaded?”
The system said, “Two days.”
Bai Luoluo said: “Drink poison?”
The system said, “Two days.”
“Hang Yourself?” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “Two days.”
“Slow slicing?” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “This is a little worse. Four days.”
After asking a few questions, the face of Bai Luoluo got more and more pale, he found one thing… it seemed that when he said every way to die, the system had prepared the answers, does this mean that someone has died like this before?
The system seemed to be aware of the changes in the state of mind of Bai Luoluo and said a few words to comfort him: don’t think too much, I can block pain.
Bai Luoluo: “…” When he goes back, should he think about how to transfer back to the Social Security Bureau.
The details in this book were quite explicit.
What love and sex made Bai Luoluo’s face turn red. He roughly read once and closed the book.
As soon as the book was closed, Bai Luoluo glanced at the author’s name on the book spine. Then he felt very angry, for he knew this author: Xia Baifeng, who was willing to take Mao Jiu away.
Bai Luoluo: “…” do not offend writers.
Mao Jiu saw the face of Bai Luoluo was very bad, then he asked: “Wangye, what’s wrong with this book?”
Bai Luoluo looked at Mao Jiu and thought in his mind that there is nothing wrong, just you were fucked by me in this book. But he still did not go to stimulate his lovely Mao Jiu, he just shook his head lightly and said nothing, and then put the book into the arms.
Mao Jiu saw Bai Luoluo don’t want to say, so he gave up asking, but the storyteller’s voice became more and more loud, so that Bai Luoluo’s face had not lowered temperature.
Thanks to the waiter delivered the food and wine just in time to ease the awkwardness.
Wine was good wine and food taste was also good, but when Bai Luoluo ate, his mind was filled with the picture he read in the book, finally he even dare not look at Mao Jiu.
Mao Jiu looked at his master’s white jade-like face floating on the crimson color, he also did not know it was because he felt angry for the contents of the book, or simply the wine was too strong to drink.
After drinking the hot wine, Bai Luoluo untied his cloak, He used his hand to support his chin and narrowed his eyes to listen to the storyteller downstairs.
The storyteller happened to mention that the nobleman, in order to save the servant, rushed into the execution ground, and saved the servant from the guillotine with all his might.
Bai Luoluo thought if he was a young man, he would have gone up to him with a brick in hand.
This story made Bai Luoluo feel very angry and shy, he drank half a pot of wine, and then said to go back.
Mao Jiu stood up and said lightly: “The outside is cold, master, put on your cloak.”
“I have a noble spirit,” said Bai Luoluo, “and I’m afraid of the cold?”
Mao Jiu: “…”
So, for a moment, Bai Luoluo adamantly refused Mao Jiu’s suggestion and insisted on using his noble spirit to keep out the cold. Then, when he walked to the door of the mansion without wearing a coat, he was already frozen. The worst thing was that he sniffed his nose, and the tip of her snot was frozen solid.
When the housekeeper came out, he saw Bai Luoluo walking by Mao Jiu’s side, arms folded, shoulders hunched, trembling with cold, almost couldn’t tell who was the guard and who was the Wangye.
“Wangye,” said the steward, pulling Bai Luoluo into the room with a look of pity on his face, “where is the coat? Why do you just wear these clothes?”
Bai Luoluo trembled and said he was not cold.
The butler suspected that his Wangye’s brain had been frozen, so he turned his head to scold Mao Jiu, saying how can you let Wangye fool around.
Mao Jiu bowed his head to be scolded and did not refute anything.
“It’s not about him,” said Bai Luoluo, “it’s me.”
The butler said, “Wangye, be careful not to get sick on such a cold day!”
He said this, and hastened to send for the stove and the ginger soup, and then tucked Bai Luouo in the bed.
After Bai Luoluo drank the ginger soup and went into the quilt, he went to sleep soon.
The butler saw the situation, looked Mao Jiu and sighed: “You serve Wangye to change clothes, remember not to freeze him. The new year is coming, it’s troublesome to get sick.”
Mao Jiu nodded his head.
Butler looked to Mao Jiu and Bai Luoluo quite complexly, who seemed to be wondering, in the end what charm Mao Jiu has, let his Wangye suddenly changed temperament.
After the butler went out, Mao Jiu bowed his head and changed clothes for Bai Luoluo.
However, as soon as he had taken off his outer clothes, he saw the book in his inner clothes. He hesitated for a while and then put the book beside the bed.
He took off his snow-soaked clothes, and put him on warmer pajamas, then wrapped him up in a quilt, and finally heated the stove in the house.
When he had finished all this, he sat down in the middle of the room and looked at the room which had been turned into an orange by the light of the fire. He slowly stood up to walk towards Bai Luoluo, lowered his body and picked up the book.
The book was not thick, but the content was very rich. Mao Jiu actually read a lot of book in the Bai Luoluo’s study, but this one was different from others.
It’s a story about two men who fall in love.
One Master and one servant, the plot is wonderful, the content is sexy, Mao Jiu quickly read it once, then almost had recorded the contents fully in the mind.
After reading the book, Mao Jiu looked at Bai Luoluo. He hesitated for a moment, but thrust the book into his arms…
Bai Luoluo woke up with a stuffy nose and sore throat. He felt as if he was in a giant plastic bag. He could not see the world clearly.
“System, am I blind? How do I see things are fuzzy?” Bai Luoluo cried to the system.
The system checked him, and then coldly spit out a sentence: “Eye excrement.”
Bai Luoluo: “Oh, I see.”
System: “…”
Bai Luoluo stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes.
Mao Jiu just came in from the outside, still holding a basin of hot water, he saw Bai Luoluo woke up, called: “Master.”
“I’m so sick.” said Bai Luoluo in a hoarse voice.
The voice was like that of a cockerel, and those who did not know might have thought that Bai Luoluo had been barking all night.
Mao Jiu hurried over, touched the forehead of Bai Luoluo and said: “No fever, I go to call the doctor, master, you put on clothes first.”
Bai Luoluo let Mao Jiu put on his clothes with totally dull expression, if the corner of his mouth was covered with a little saliva, he will look like a standard mentally retarded children.
Mao Jiu put on clothes for the Bai Luoluo, then hurriedly ran out, and soon led the doctor to come over.
This doctor was granted to Bai Luoluo by the emperor from childhood to take care of Bai Luoluo, who can be regarded as a senior of Bai Luoluo. usually Bai Luoluo also respected him.
The doctor saw that Bai Luoluo was quite ill, and frowned, “How did you catch the chill?”
Mao Jiu said: “Yesterday Wangye and I went out shopping, but Wangye did not wear a coat when he came back.”
The doctor said, “isn’t this nonsense? In this cold day, without a coat?”
Mao Jiu never said a word again.
But the doctor also knew their Wangye was willful, then he sighed: “You should advise him, this will be the new year, if suddenly caught cold…”
Mao Jiu nodded.
Bai Luoluo had fully understood what called does not pretend to be forced. His whole socialist righteousness was useless in the cold wind. He could not prevent himself from cold and had to drink medicine.
The most tragic is that in ancient times, unlike modern days, the cold was not a minor illness, one may die if he got the pneumonia.
Bai Luoluo was lifted from the bed by Mao Jiu like a noodle, then a bowl of black and bitter medicine was put in front of him.
Mao Jiu said: “Wangye, take medicine.”
Bai Luoluo said nothing, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Mao Jiu said again: “Wangye, take Medicine.”
Bai Luoluo continued to pretend to be asleep.
Mao Jiu kept silence for a moment, and then with a sense of humor, he said: “Wangye, righteousness can not cure the disease.”
Bai Luoluo: “…” OK, please don’t say, I drink.
Being forced to open his eyes, Bai Luoluo drank this bitter medicine and showed eating shit-like expression, he said: “Why so bitter?”
Mao Jiu’s eyes were full of smile, he said: “The emperor knew you are sick, so he let the doctor add a lot of coptis in the medicine…”
Bai Luoluo: “…” Brother, love me again.
Mao Jiu said: “He also said that since you like to drink medicine, just… drink enough once.”
At last the tears fell, and he did not expect that his beloved Jiujiu and brother would step on him when he was at his most vulnerable time.
Drinking medicine for a few days, Bai Luoluo felt a little delirious and had a bitter feeling as he see Mao Jiu.
The housekeeper came to let the tailor measure for Bai Luoluo, he said the emperor gave a lot of things, among them, there are several pieces of good material which can be used to make a few sets of clothes for Bai Luoluo.
Bai Luoluo said: “Also make a few sets for Mao Jiu.”
The butler heard this and was not surprised, he nodded submissively.
If Wangye wants to spoil someone, then he must spoil him to heaven. The housekeeper still remembers that Wangye once fell in love with an exotic dancer, and when they were in love, Wangye even bought the most luxurious Opera House in the city for her amusement with thousands of gold. The dancer had no respect for Wangye, but he never seemed to take it to heart. Everyone thought Wangye was obsessed in love that the dancer could be the future princess consort of the mansion, as did the dancer himself.
But when it comes to love, Wangye can get rid of it at any time.
When his enthusiasm wanes, his despair is also chilling.
After the feeling faded, he did not hesitate to sell the dancer, even if she cried in front of him, he was also unmoved.
The dancer cried and asked if he had ever liked her. He nodded and said earnestly, “Of course.”
“How about now, how about now, don’t you like me now?” The dancer cried in despair.
Wangye knocked with the finger at the desktop, then smiled: “I really like you when I like you, but when I dislike you, I really don’t like you anymore.”
What a cruel thing to say. The dancer looked as if she was dead.
The housekeeper was present, and though he felt a little sympathy for the dancer, he did nothing for her. Because this isn’t the first time this had happened.
Wangye was affectionate and also cold-hearted, his reputation was known all over the world, but there were always crazy men and women willing to fly into the fire and thought they can call back the prodigal son of a true heart.
But in the end, who knows whether Wangye is sincere or not.
And because of that, even though Wangye was so gentle with Mao Jiu, no one else took it to heart — for who knows how long will Wangye keep this love?
Mao Jiu was just a shadow guard and a man, to Yuan Feiyan’ temperament, it is impossible to spoil him for too long. That was the thought of all those people around him at the time, so no one expected anything after that.
Bai Luoluo was sick for a full half month. Until to the New Year’s Eve, things didn’t get better.
On New Year’s Day, the Imperial Palace held a grand banquet, singing, dancing, ice-playing, acrobatic and opera, all kinds of wonderful programs were presented in the most perfect posture before the emperor.
Bai Luoluo wrapped himself up like a ball and sat in the middle of a crowd drinking.
The royal banquet was not as good as he had imagined. The food had to be eaten by the emperor first, and with the cold weather, the dishes were almost cold.
Bai Luoluo was sick and had a bad appetite. Fortunately, the performance was good. He drank wine while watching the program.
I have to say, the ancient beauties had ancient charm and looked quite tasty.
The empress dowager sat beside the emperor, but he seemed to be in a bad mood. He didn’t say much after granting the reward, but he drank all the time like Bai Luoluo.
After the show, there will be fireworks.
The particularly beautiful fireworks bloomed in the night sky, which made the atmosphere more lively.
Bai Luoluo stood not far from the emperor, looking at the night sky overhead, his eyes full of smile.
“Like?” The Emperor’s voice rang out in the Bai Luoluo’s side.
“Yes.” said Bai Luoluo.
The emperor coughed a few times, patted him on the shoulder and said, “You’re not so young anymore. It’s time to stop just thinking about fun.”
Bai Luoluo smiled and nodded.
The emperor said, “Well, I’ve recently heard about the play of you and your guard.”
The smile on Bai Luoluo’s face froze.
The Emperor said, “Have you seen it?”
Bai Luoluo: “…”
The emperor saw the expression on the face of Bai Luoluo and almost guessed the thing, he nodded: “The writing is quite good, quite interesting.”
Speechless, he held it in for a long time before he said, “Emperor brother, I don’t mean that to him.”
The emperor said: “Do not have that idea to him? That you tell me, you keep him beside to do what?”
Bai Luoluo: “…”
Seeing that Bai Luoluo could not answer the question, he sighed again and said, “You still won’t grow up.”
Bai Luoluo had the feeling that he was a son being scolded by his father.
Another firework exploded in the sky, and the emperor and Bai Luoluo did not speak again.
On the evening after New Year’s Eve, there was another light snow. It was early in the morning when Bai Luoluo returned to his mansion, and he entered the house coughing in a low voice.
The stove in the house was still on fire, and when Bai Luoluo pushed the door in, he saw Mao Jiu sitting at the table reading.
“So late at night,” said Bai Luoluo, “you haven’t slept?”
Mao Jiu gently said: “Master, Happy New Year.”
Bai Luoluo looked at the unclear face of Mao Jiu in the firelight, he had a tiny movement in his heart: “Happy New Year. “
Mao Jiu’s face had no expression, but anyone could see the pleasant taste in his soft eyes. He came over, stretched out his hand and slowly brushed the thin snow off the Bai Luoluo’s shoulder, saying,”Go to bed early.”
Bai Luoluo caught hold of Mao Jiu’s hand.
Mao Jiu was stunned.
Bai Luoluo felt his hands cold, he hesitated, “Mao Jiu… your hands.”
Mao Jiu smiled and said, “Don’t worry, master, it’s just my body cold.”
Bai Luoluo did not think much, he grumbled two words and then went to sleep.
The ancient New Year was very fastidious, and everything was arranged properly. Although Bai Luoluo had a bad cold, he had to follow the rules. Then, before dawn, the housekeeper picked him up from his bed, dressed him, and stuffed him into the carriage.
On the first day of the festival, when all the ancestors were well fed and clothed, the emperor told him to go down to rest, while he waited in the temple with the others.
The others were surprised to hear the emperor’s command, but the emperor said lightly: “You are sick, do not wear out the body, return home to rest early.”
Although the emperor favored his younger brother, which was known to all, it had never been so obvious.
Bai Luoluo was also a little to be flattered, he put off a few words, but saw the emperor’s attitude was resolute, then he obediently went back.
He sat in the carriage and asked the system why the emperor was suddenly so kind to him.
The system said, “Maybe it’s just the cold froze his brain.”
Bai Luoluo: “…”
Bai Luoluo found that the system was getting more and more willful, basically saying two out of three sentences to block his speech. He thought about it and decided to change a different system in the next world…
He did not think much of it when he went home in his carriage, but when he returned to the house, he heard the butler come in such a hurry and look pale as he had just brought a cup of hot tea, saying, “Wangye, something terrible has happened!”
The first time he saw his housekeeper in such a panic that he wondered, “What’s the matter?”
The housekeeper knelt down, and in a trembling voice said, “Xin Wang– leads a mutiny!”
“What?!” Bai Luoluo’s teacup directly fell to the ground, he seemed not to believe this, “What did you say?”
“Xin Wang leads a mutiny!” said the butler in a cold sweat, “Now he has surrounded the palace with his soldiers!”
“Where is the guard?!” Bai Luoluo said.
The butler said, “I wonder…”
The plot, in the original world line did not appear, in the original world line, the Xi Wang was closed, and at his 30-year-old, the current emperor found a reason to cut off his head.
Now he was twenty-nine, and it was still some time before he was beheaded, but Bai Luoluo could not understand why he had suddenly mutinied.
As soon as the butler had announced the news to Bai Luoluo, there was a noise at the door.
He rose and went to see a face he had seen before– a man from the Xin Wang Mansion, and who was supposed to be shut up and let go, but now he with his men came here, which confirmed the housekeeper’s words.
“Your Highness, Su Wang.” The man saluted to Bai Luoluo.
Bai Luoluo frowned at him, “What do you mean?”
The man smiled and said, “There will be chaos in the imperial city today. My master is afraid that someone will hurt you, so he sent me to protect you.”
We all know what we’re doing when we say we’re protecting someone.
Bai Luoluo looked at him, and his face grew cold.
That man did not care about this, only with a wave of the hand, the guard surrounded the mansion of Bai Luoluo instantly.
Bai Luoluo looked at him coldly, that man also did not mind, he smiled and then turned to go out.
Bai Luoluo looked at his back and had a very bad feeling.
As soon as the man left, Bai Luoluo asked the system what was going on.
The system said, “Well, I don’t know, either.”
“I don’t think you are at all reasonable… ” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “Look, you did all the work, I don’t know anything, and you’re asking me.”
“Then what am I to do with you?” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “I can talk to you!”
“I can still talk to Mao Jiu!” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “But he doesn’t dare scold you.”
Bai Luoluo: “…” You are so reasonable, I do not know how to reply.
Bai Luoluo was silent for a moment, only to discover that he had been corrupted by the system again. But he did talk about it before when he was doing pre-travel training at the Social Peace Bureau. The master’s general idea is that the boundaries of each world may change as a result of the traveler’s actions, some changes may be good, some changes may be bad, don’t worry about these changes, face them carefully, you’ll feel as if you have a 10% chance of surviving.
After listening to the lecture, Bai Luoluo asked his tutor that if there was only a 10% chance of survival, what about the remaining 90%?
His mentor, with his kind eyes and gentle voice, answered his question: “Silly boy, of course the other 90 percent died in various strange ways.”
Struck by the adjective “strange”, he thought he was hallucinating after he heard the words, but before he knew it, his mentor was gone.
Now he thought about it, his mentor really didn’t scare him.
Bai Luoluo thought this work was quite simple in last world, but he did not think this only when he arrived in the second world, things had such huge change.
Bai Luoluo was silent for a while, thn asked the system a sentence, he said: “burned to death, allowance for three days of vacation, then what if beheaded?”
The system said, “Two days.”
Bai Luoluo said: “Drink poison?”
The system said, “Two days.”
“Hang Yourself?” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “Two days.”
“Slow slicing?” said Bai Luoluo.
The system said, “This is a little worse. Four days.”
After asking a few questions, the face of Bai Luoluo got more and more pale, he found one thing… it seemed that when he said every way to die, the system had prepared the answers, does this mean that someone has died like this before?
The system seemed to be aware of the changes in the state of mind of Bai Luoluo and said a few words to comfort him: don’t think too much, I can block pain.
Bai Luoluo: “…” When he goes back, should he think about how to transfer back to the Social Security Bureau.
