Before the reform, Noxus was a military and political country with an independent major party system. The only ruling party was the Order Party founded by Burnham Darkwill, which controlled everything here.
With the help of the Black Rose, Darkwill killed Adok, the leader of the Shadow Society, unified the chaotic Noxian political scene, and became the head of state.
Now, the Order Party is controlled by four party leaders, who represent different camps. They are Supreme Commander Burnham Darkville, General Du Cao, and Strategist Commander Swain (not yet in office).
), former Governor-General of the Southern Administrative Province Ankaria.
The four party leaders checked and balanced each other, forming a relatively stable political situation in Noxus. After Ankaria's death, the separation of powers became three.
——"Noxus Political Situation"
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It was just a soup with a strange taste, but Aslan felt a little dizzy, and was even more surprised by the state of "Mrs. Lestana" today.
There is no doubt that a beautiful, delicate and unique woman, a woman who knows how to uphold elegance and self-cultivation, will not only always use her expression to express her pathos, but the more beautiful she is, the more deceptive she is.
Similarly, a woman who knows her own strengths is also good at expressing her feelings. Every look, expression, movement, and tone of voice exudes all kinds of charm. She also knows how to better achieve her goals.
The night breeze blew LeBlanc's hair, which made her body wrapped in a black lace dress appear more plump and graceful. She placed her hands on her lower abdomen and stood upright, showing an elegant and moderate temperament.
The belt made her hips look more upright, and the blush on her face showed that she seemed to be ready.
Naturally, the soup she gave Aslan was not a good soup either.
"I just went to Letis, why did you delay a day and a night?" Leblanc asked seemingly casually, but the time she chose to ask was just right. In the midst of strong uneasiness, she expressed it at the right time.
Expressed his worries.
While she was speaking, she seemingly casually brushed the hair hanging down by her ears to reveal her crystal-clear earlobes, which just happened to make her fair face blush a little charmingly.
When she found Aslan looking down at her, she would raise her head and purse her lips, showing a taste of refusing to welcome him, and gave him a shy look, "Don't you know how much I have?"
Are you worried?"
When Aslan came back, or stood beside her, LeBlanc felt that her body and mind relaxed, as if all her worries were no longer worries, and the air was full of color.
No words of apology seemed to be as useful as a hug. Aslan felt that the tip of his nose was filled with a delicate fragrance, with a hint of familiar taste, just like the bowl of soup he just drank, which had an intoxicating smell.
He just opened his hands, and LeBlanc's warm and soft body, wrapped in the fragrance, actively fell into his arms, "I really hate this feeling of being on tenterhooks."
The lights in the room dimmed,
Dazzling silver dots fell to the ground little by little like broken beads in the moonlight. LeBlanc's black lace dress was thrown to the ground casually. She hugged Aslan almost selflessly, and the pressure accumulated in her heart for a long time made her
She burst out with strong emotions.
She needs to talk, needs to be unblocked, needs to be guided, and she needs some love.
"I was looking forward to it in uneasiness, but the anticipation made me sink even more." LeBlanc whispered next to Aslan's earlobe, her warm breath was fragrant, and a little blush painted her face.
The skin on my face seemed to be dripping with moisture.
"What are you expecting?"
Aslan looked at her with a smile, but his provocative words made LeBlanc even bolder.
"I have been looking forward to your growth." LeBlanc closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she secretly raised her eyes from time to time to pay attention to Aslan's expression.
As he grew up, LeBlanc felt a kind of joy called harvest in her heart. At the same time, she also had some expectations and even a sense of satisfaction.
He hugged Aslan's neck, his cheeks were stained with crimson, his expression looked pitiful, his body was curled up and his eyes seemed to be a burning flame.
Slowly pulling Aslan's hand and letting him touch her gauze, her body trembled for a moment, then fell silent, and her completely held breath made the expectations in her heart bolder.
Under the exquisite waist, the slender calves are as warm as jade, tender and tight, and the curves of the entire body span a large span, which vividly expresses the plumpness of a mature woman and makes the air in the room emotional.
"Your legs are so beautiful." Aslan put LeBlanc on the bench and carefully played with her beautiful legs that were tightly together, admiring her eyes and not letting go of any detail.
Tonight, she even put on a rather charming light makeup, and put on his favorite stockings on the beautiful legs covered by her skirt.
This shrewd woman discovered some of Aslan's little hobbies.
"I have not only cultivated your ability to talk and persuade. A qualified noble should put it into action after making a decision. My little Aslan, let me fall... I think it is time to test my love for you.
The training has yielded results.”
Just like what Aslan said on the day of his coming-of-age ceremony, LeBlanc's meaning was obvious and direct.
"Of course, I will, as always, hand in an answer that satisfies you."
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When the morning light gradually began to rise, LeBlanc's still slightly rosy face poked out of the brocade quilt. She subconsciously touched her side with her palms, but she didn't find the person she wanted. She breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time, her eyelashes trembled slightly.
He opened his eyes and sat up.
She felt like she had a dream that came to life last night, but it was the kind of happiness she had not experienced for a long time. She felt like she was dizzy, so that now she just wanted to lean on the bed blankly.
Be willing to move.
Although her expression was a little dazed, she still remembered who pulled her out of the waves last night, dried her body, helped her change the sheets and underwear on the bed, and then coaxed her to fall asleep until the early hours of the morning.
Looking around, the black roses on the bedside were lying there quietly, witnessing the beautiful scene last night. LeBlanc thought about it and picked up the roses and smelled them. She didn't move deliberately until there were footsteps outside the door.
Get out of bed and stand up.
"Knock knock knock~"
Aslan knocked on the door and walked in, which made LeBlanc, who was wearing clothes in front of the mirror, tremble subconsciously.
Because she didn't want others to see the spring-filled look on her face, she deliberately didn't ask anyone to come over to help her take care of her clothes in the morning. She endured her physical discomfort while arranging her clothes.
Because Aslan suddenly came in, she paused for a moment while she was wearing stockings. With only underwear on her body, she exposed her skin to the air. The cool and fresh air made her skin flush.
A little bump made her subconsciously stand up and cover her chest.
"who...."
Seeing that it was Aslan, LeBlanc swallowed his words subconsciously.
"It's the corridor outside, please close the door quickly." She spoke softly, with a moist tone, and at the same time she was a little shy. The look from Aslan, the little bad guy, made her extremely embarrassed.
"Madam, did you sleep well last night?"
With a smile on his face, Aslan walked over and helped LeBlanc get dressed naturally, "I prepared breakfast for you."
LeBlanc glanced at Aslan.
Don't you know how I slept?
Now ask me what do you mean?
Do you have to make me feel ashamed?
She firmly placed her clothes in Aslan's hands, and then glanced at the bad boy again, "As punishment for your rudeness, help me get dressed now."
"Of course, I'm happy to help you." This chapter has been completed!