I ran away after picking up a sick baby

Southern Empire, inside the Omega trading hall.

"Che." The administrator sat on a chair and waved to Che, "Come here."

Hearing this, Che walked out of the team, and under the solemn gaze of the others, he knelt down in a standard posture, looked up at the administrator with a delicate little face, and said in a gentle and respectful voice, "Sir."

The administrator took his hand: "Is everything packed?"

"According to Mr.'s instructions, it has been packed." Che nodded slightly.

"The envoys of the Northern Empire will pick you up this afternoon. I'm not worried about the other four members who were sent away, only you..." the administrator said, suddenly showing worry.After several pauses, he couldn't finish speaking.

"Don't worry sir, I will take care of myself." Che listened to the administrator's worries.

In fact, he knew everything.

When he was packing his luggage in the morning, he had already heard the news that the Alpha who took over from him was a powerful minister of the Northern Empire, named Li Sheng.

According to the rumors, Li Sheng was cruel and cold-blooded, with a dark personality. This time, the generals of the Northern Empire conquered half of the Southern Empire and captured the strong alpha of the Southern Empire alive as a slave.

Li Sheng also uttered harsh words, once there is resistance, they will be killed without mercy.

Such a person will have blood on his hands and a hideous face.

Thinking of this, Che slowly lowered his eyes.

"The Southern Empire was defeated, and I asked for peace with ten thousand gold. It's just that you, the innocent, were sent out as tributes." The administrator took a deep breath, clenched Che's hand, and his voice gradually trembled, "What if you are severely injured?" It's not good for Sheng to treat you again..."

"Sir, the family and country are in turmoil. It is an honor for all the omegas in our museum to be sent to the Northern Empire as a tribute in exchange for peace." Che spoke in such a tone that no one could hear his emotions.

The administrator raised his hand to touch Che's soft hair, and sighed softly: "People in the Northern Empire have always been vulgar, and you need to be extra cautious when you do things there. Now, sir, there is nothing to teach you. I heard that the Northern Empire Heirs are the most important thing, if you can conceive his child, the treatment may be much better."

Hearing the word "child", Che froze slightly, paused, and said, "I remember, sir."

"Okay, say goodbye to your friends and go." The administrator leaned back on the chair, unable to bear to see Che's cute appearance, "Come back and take a look when you have a chance."

"Yes, sir, I will definitely come back to see you." Che tightened the administrator's hand, got up from the ground, tidied up his clothes, turned and walked back to the team.

The omega who heard their conversation had already understood the matter. For an omega like Che who treats others gently on weekdays, they really feel sorry for what happened to Che.

"Che, take care of yourself." The friend who was close to Che on weekdays turned his head and said to Che.

"En." Che nodded seriously.

"Brother Che, you must come back and see us." The younger Omega tightened Che's hand, curled her mouth, and was about to cry, "I will miss you."

Che bent down and hugged the little omega into his arms, with an unhappy but doting smile on the corner of his mouth: "Elder brother also misses you."

The administrator looked at the scene in front of him and sighed softly.

The omegas in the trading hall are well-dressed and beautiful, but they are more unfortunate than anyone else.

They have been well-differentiated since birth. Such omega has excellent pheromones that ordinary omega do not have, and the ability of pheromone to confuse and calm emotions is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

More importantly, the omegas in the trading hall are usually outstanding in appearance and extremely fertile, so they have been trained as the best tool for reproduction for ten years, so that they can be purchased and enjoyed by the alpha nobles of the Southern Empire.

In other words, they were born, from their looks to their bodies to their pheromones, to serve alphas.

In Southern Empire, no one thinks this is wrong.

Even the omega themselves are proud of this.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the envoy arrived at the entrance of the trading hall on time and picked Che up to leave.

After sitting at the head of the bed, Che put on his small leather shoes and put on gloves to cover his delicate white hands and feet.

Many outsiders will come today, according to the rules of the Southern Empire, Che can't show his skin except his face in front of the unfamiliar betas and alphas.

Even in summer, wrap yourself tightly.

"Please." Seeing Che coming out of the trading hall after he was dressed, the beta messenger directly led him to the car as if he was afraid of delaying time.

"Thank you." Carrying his few suitcases, Che stood at the entrance of the trading hall, glanced at his former friends, and then looked away.

A person who has never left the omega trading hall, was sent alone to the strange and distant Northern Empire, to serve an alpha who had never met before, did not know his appearance, and had a violent personality...

Pretty sad.

But no matter where he stays, his mission has never changed, and that's all.

Che got into the car and hugged his luggage tightly.

Through the window, before the car started, Che took one last look at the place where he had lived for many years, his face was extremely quiet.

After driving for several hours, the car finally stopped.

The envoy led Che to board the military plane that the Northern Empire came to pick up, crossed countless rivers, mountains and vegetation, and landed in front of the luxurious mansion of Li Sheng, the power minister of the Northern Empire.

Going around for tens of thousands of miles, the sky is so dark that Che has forgotten the way he came.

"My lord is going to attend the celebration dinner, and I won't be back for a while." The messenger led Che into the huge mansion, "You wait at the mansion first."

"Okay." Che nodded, stepped on his round-toed leather shoes and followed into the hall.

When the surrounding servants saw Che, they all paid attention to him.

The omega in front of her was too beautiful, her short black hair was slightly curled, she looked cute and well-behaved.

His eyes are as crystal clear as the black grapes that have just been delivered to the table today, and his lips are as full as budding flower bones, so ruddy that one wonders if he has applied lip gloss only for women in the Northern Empire.

The servants became more and more certain because of this—the omega of the Southern Empire were born with a soft appearance, completely different from the independent and powerful omega of the Northern Empire.

The envoy did not introduce Che's meaning to the servant. Before Li Sheng spoke, Che was just a tribute sent to Li Sheng's bed by the defeated country for peace, not even a guest.

"The bathroom is on the left. After washing, go upstairs to the second room with the door open and wait for the Lord." The envoy stood still, and ordered the servant to hand over the washing utensils to Che, and stood aside to watch.

Che lifted the brown suitcase in his hand and asked, "Sir, where should I put my luggage?"

"After the lord allocates the house to you, you can decide where it goes." The messenger replied respectfully.

The implication is that if Li Sheng is not satisfied with Che tonight, Che will most likely be kicked out of Li Mansion and thrown to other alphas who are interested in tasting Che.