Strategy for the Male God Plan [BL/QT/edited MTL]

The Supreme Emperor vs. the Enemy Prince 21-30

The Supreme Emperor vs. the Enemy Prince 21

 Slave...

Lu Sheng looked at Ming Han's forehead hair, and the tattoo that had been deliberately covered was exposed in front of his eyes.

The mark of the word "slave" on the big thorn has penetrated deeply into the flesh. One look at it and you can tell how painful it was when it was branded with a soldering iron!

He was stabbed hard in the heart and just stared at it, his throat felt dry and he couldn't say a word.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ming Han subconsciously let go and let the long hair fall down again, covering the mark of shame.

He bit his lower lip tightly, and a deep blood mark was left on his lip. It was stained with blood, but he seemed not to notice it.

He lowered his eyes and did not dare to raise his head, fearing that he would see the disgust in Lu Sheng's eyes when he raised his head.

"Come here."

A slightly hoarse voice came from my ears. It was very difficult, but it still sounded good.

Ming Han thought he had heard wrongly and froze in place, motionless.

"Come here, I don't want to say it a third time."

He raised his head suddenly and saw Lu Sheng leaning on the bed, waving to him. There was no trace of the disgust in his eyes that he was afraid of, and the eyes looking at him were extremely soft and gentle.

Ming Han's heart was suffocated. With a cautious and incredulous attitude, he raised his feet and slowly moved forward. When he approached the bed, Lu Sheng grabbed his wrist and dragged him to sit on the edge of the bed.

His forehead was lifted up again. He was shocked and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to stop it, but it was too late.

Lu Sheng stretched out his hand to lift his forehead hair, and gently rubbed the hideous and terrifying brand with his cool fingertips. His voice was as soft as a whisper, "will it still hurt?"

It hurts...

Ming Han was stunned and looked at Lu Sheng intently. Seeing the distress and pity in his eyes, a warm current seemed to be injected into his heart, and his cold body suddenly felt warm.

He couldn't say a word and could only shake his head vigorously.*

Lu Sheng looked at him. Although the original owner was a prince, he had lived in the palace for the past ten years. After he left the palace, he was assigned here and lived a life under house arrest by Butler Qi, so the original owner didn't understand many things in this plane at all.

So he didn't know much information from the original world plot.

But Lu Sheng still has a little understanding of this kind of slave tattoo.

In this world, those who will be tattooed with this kind of tattoo are either prisoners who committed heinous crimes, or family members of criminals who committed treason and were beheaded...

"Do you know your life experience and your name?"

Lu Sheng remembered that the last time he asked the child's name, he didn't get an answer. Originally, he didn't plan to ask again, but now that he saw this tattoo, he couldn't help but ask again.

Ming Han looked at the concern on his face and the distress in his eyes. He bit his lip and squeezed out two words from the bottom of his throat, "Ming Han..."

"Can you write? Do you know how to write your name?"

Lu Sheng spread out his hand and placed it in front of Ming Han so that he could write his name on his palm.

Ming Han looked at the slender white hands in front of him, hesitated for a long time, then slowly reached out to grab Lu Sheng's hand, and wrote these two words on his palm one stroke at a time.

"Ming Han, it turns out these are the two words."

Lu Sheng raised his eyebrows and smiled softly, then he grabbed Ming Han's hand and wrote his name on his palm.

"I call you Xiaohan, is it okay?"

Ming Han was slightly startled when he heard Lu Sheng's words, and then nodded very slowly.

"Xiaohan, there is no need to feel inferior about this tattoo on your forehead. You have done nothing wrong. If you don't want to talk about your affairs in the future, I won't ask you. But there is one thing Something..." Lu Sheng looked at him, his eyes flashing slightly, "there is something, you have to promise me, you and Ah Yi will go to bed tonight, and I will give you some more silver tomorrow morning, you can leave first..."