Rich and sweet fruits naturally require the care and cultivation of excellent gardeners...
——Lissandra
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Knowing that her little Aslan was going to the court, even though this interview was her own plan, she still pretended not to know anything about it, holding up her skirt and getting busy in the room like a butterfly wearing flowers...
On the eve of Aslan's departure, she not only helped him take care of his complicated dress, but also tidied up his manners, and even couldn't help but give him a hug at the end.
"My little Aslan, thank you for having you!"
LeBlanc stood up on tiptoes and held Aslan's face, and kissed his forehead when he lowered his head, and then looked up and down carefully, excited and uneasy.
"It's my duty to thank you, ma'am!"
Aslan bent down so that the pretty girl didn't have to stand on tiptoes and looked up to see how uncomfortable he was, and smiled back at her.
"You have always been my pride. After this interview, I wish you many honors!"
LeBlanc's heart was beating so fast that it was hard to calm down. Her excitement and anxiety were understandable.
What makes me feel anxious is that the little Aslan who I have watched and nurtured has finally taken the first step. Although the span of this step is a bit large and the starting position is a bit high, he will fall down if he is not careful, or even
May be shattered to pieces.
What's exciting is that he seems to have trained a prince. If everything goes well, he may become the commander in the future. Aslan's existence can make the Black Rose's position in Noxus stronger in the future, and maybe even more.
further.
"You are also the pride that I remember deeply in my heart in my midnight dreams."
Aslan touched the corners of LeBlanc's eyebrows and hugged the delicate and soft lady in front of him who seemed to be able to squeeze out water. She was looking up at him with inexplicable emotions in her eyes.
Aslan almost expressed his feelings directly, causing LeBlanc to subconsciously cover the corners of her red lips with her hands. Her eyes were filled with tears, some of them were swallowing hard, and her heart was full of joy but also contained deep emotions!
This is both a disguise and an expression of true feelings, and the difference between the two emotions has long been blurred.
Once again looking at Aslan who had been taken care of by herself, LeBlanc, who was feeling overwhelmed, knew that she must not lose her composure at this time. There were still servants standing outside the room, and she could not desperately cling to him in his arms.
After leaving, he had more important things to do, and she also needed to let go at the right time.
"Although I cannot accompany you all the way to the palace, please allow me to accompany you from here to the carriage. My little Aslan, may my love be with you."
LeBlanc straightened out the messy clothes on her chest that were messed up by Aslan, and then restored her dignified posture, with an elegant and calm smile on her face. She pulled Aslan and pushed open the door with one hand.
, and then strode out in big strides.
In the hall, the servants were all ready to stand there. They stood on both sides of the hall, watching Aslan walk past as he was led out of the room by LeBlanc, and then walked to the dragon lizard carriage in the courtyard.
"Please hold the whip."
Carlos, the old butler, saw LeBlanc pulling Aslan over and humbly handed her the riding crop in his hand.
"Old Carlos, you are loyal to the wrong person."
LeBlanc took the riding crop and then placed it elegantly on Aslan's hand.
"Your will..."
Seeing this scene, the servants were a little panicked. Like old Carlos, everyone bowed down to Aslan in fear, and the manor was silent for a while.
The latent meaning of "whip bearer" is ancient Noxian slang, which means a person who holds a whip and drives others.
LeBlanc's attitude has already shown Aslan's identity and status in the manor.
From then on, his status in this manor was almost lower than hers. Perhaps after becoming a prince, she herself needed to maintain a proper respectful manner towards him in public. This was brought about by the difference in status.
changes in status and rules.
The carriage is very large, and there are two more dragon lizards pulling it, and the drive has been changed from two cylinders to four cylinders. Not only has the horsepower been increased, but the demeanor of the dragon lizard shrouded in black ferocious cast armor also seems to be a little more majestic, but
Today they are a little agitated and are treading uneasily.
This is a carriage-style carriage made of black woolen cloth and strong metal plates. The guards holding the reins, wearing armors and helmets, saw Aslan taking the whip and saluted him with standard etiquette.
Then he opened the carriage door for him.
Aslan thought for a moment and took the riding whip, then hugged LeBlanc goodbye in front of the carriage. He glanced a few times in the crowd and did not see Tonya.
"Where's Tonya?" he asked after thinking for a while.
"I'm in the car." Dongnia's cold voice made the air around her become a bit colder.
Aslan: "..."
He now finally knew the reason for these dragon lizards' restlessness and restlessness.
The servants were not surprised. Tonya, as a guest, seemed to be more of a master than LeBlanc. After what she and the lady had talked about that day, everyone was not surprised by her overly self-centered behavior.
The master didn't say anything, and the servants didn't want to cause trouble for themselves.
Aslan still knew nothing about it, and didn't know what happened on the day and night he left.
"Then, I'm going." Aslan thought for a moment, walked out of the carriage under the watchful eyes of the servants, gave LeBlanc a polite hug, and then got into the carriage.
In this situation, Tonya seemed to be preparing to go with him. He began to recall the information about Darkwill in his mind, but there were not many descriptions of the Noxian commander in the background. Although he was unconscious now
He is frequently recruited, but he must have had certain abilities before being spotted by Black Rose and promoted to the top.
His desire for immortality led him to launch a war against Ionia. Although LeBlanc secretly interfered with this, this war ended in the defeat of Noxus. Seeing Ionia
However, it seems that he has turned his target to Freljord again.
This is information mentioned in the context of what he knows.
Aslan had an idea in his mind.
In the carriage, Tonya was sitting by the railing, holding her chin and looking at him. Her smiling face seemed to be a little more popular, no longer as cold as before.
"Donia..." Aslan looked at her.
"Well, what's wrong, my blood oath?" Tonya's expression was still the same, but Aslan felt something different in her tone, which made his expression solemn, "Witch Queen?"
"Dongnia" smiled and said: "My blood oath, now that you have time to spend time alone with me, it seems that you have just remembered that you have a witch queen. Am I a dangerous person, or are you not treating me well?"
So satisfied that when you returned home, you refused to spend more than ten minutes walking in my room?"
"My Witch Queen, only one night has passed since I returned home." Aslan couldn't laugh or cry: "You are so powerful that I need to recover for several days at a time."
"Donia"'s face suddenly showed a little blush. It is true that Aslan's body strength is slightly weak now, which makes her not satisfied every time. The more important problem is that Tonya's body cannot bear it.
Long advent time.
After working for a few hours, she had to recharge for a whole day, which made her feel like she was always full of desire when facing Aslan.
This feeling is really too disrespectful. This chapter has been completed!
