Love, love, the weak shoots will eventually grow...

The conception of life is sacred and pure.

Embrace the love of your life until you have him/her...

- The Ballads of Freljord: Life and Fertility

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Seeing that Sejuani hid her hand towel in her animal skin blanket, Aslan didn't break it, but just looked at her with a wooden plate until Sejuani slowly changed her rude way of swallowing food.

For some reason, being looked at like this by Aslan, she felt that she should act a little like a woman on such an occasion.

In a dimly lit environment, a warm fire, and a little food so-called spice, it is very easy to get closer to each other.

In Aslan's opinion, whether it is Lisandro or Sejuani, and Ash, who he has not seen yet, the three sisters of Hanbing have their own beauty.

Although the lines on her face were slightly harder, those dark blue ice eyes were very good-looking, and they were even more exaggerated, and Aslan could barely hold them all in one hand.

Although such a Sejuani does not have an unrivaled beauty, nor does she have a weak and lovable temperament, Aslan still feels the beauty in her that she can't help but want to hug.

"I'm from Noxus, and now General Du Kekao, the High Command of the Empire, is my godfather, and I don't mind you knowing my secrets, and I don't hide my true identity."

Aslan took the copper kettle and poured a little more Charan and handed it to Sejuani, "Just as we have made a blood oath in the witness of the gods, although my identity may cause you trouble, I think it is better to be honest." ”

Sooner or later, Sejuani would know his identity, but the consequences of his own words and being found out would be two different things.

Sejuani didn't speak, although she could have predicted that Aslan's identity was not simple, but she didn't expect it to be so simple, with the rise of Noxus over the years, rumors of the country's wanton dominance and growing power have spread in many places.

"Noxus? I thought this place with another barbaric custom was all rough guys! Sejuani looked at Aslan, the creature who swore by her blood looked elegant and kind, especially when he smiled, and he had a quiet and elegant temperament, like the Ionians described by Udir, and could not be connected to the savage Noxians she had in her impression.

"If I hadn't been here in Freljord, I wouldn't have been able to imagine that the Mother of War of Winter's Claws would be the brightest pearl of the Northlands if I hadn't had the opportunity last night." Aslan exclaimed at the right time to Sejuani.

Putting down Charan in her hand, Sejuani looked at Aslan again, as if she was thinking about something, and then the expression on her face became extremely serious, "Will you do something that goes against our blood oath?" You should know that the meaning of the blood oath is sacred. ”

"How did I give it up?" Aslan subconsciously raised his hand and pinched Sejuani's chin with obvious lines, and stepped forward under the unangry gaze of the Winter Claw War Mother: "It's my honor to be able to swear blood to you. ”

"So what else can I worry about?" Sejuani looked at Aslan and said, "The existence and continuation of the tribe is my first priority as the Mother of War, I am the Mother of War when there is a tribe, and after the Mother of War is me Sejuani herself." ”

Now, it was Aslan's turn to have nothing to say, and Sejuani's logic was simple and direct, but he thought a little too much.

The two were so close to each other that the fur blanket that Sejuani was wrapped in fell diagonally as she spoke, and Aslan stared at her blue eyes, and down the arc of her nose, she could see the half-obscured delicate and tight gully.

His gaze also reminded Sejuani of the process of blood oath in the holy pool last night, and her face became a little unnatural.

She had a hard time accepting her defeat on another battlefield.

"For me, Freljord is a sacred place, where I have acquired my treasures, my love, and I will never forget my days in Freljord."

Sejuani felt her breathing a little short, and when Aslan approached, she subconsciously clenched her fists, and was praised by such a man at such a close distance with a kissing and gentle voice, although it was her own blood oath, her body still had an instinctive reaction.

Raised by her grandmother at a very young age, Sejuani is very indifferent to the concept of mother and father, compared to Ash's mother who gave her more memories.

She didn't understand what love was, and she had an indifferent attitude towards the matter between her mother and Udir, and she was so focused on the strength of the Winterclaw tribe that she didn't think she would touch something so scornful.

But knowing that Aslan said that she was leaving, she felt that her heartbeat was still violent, her throat was blocked, and her breathing was a little difficult.

But in fact, when Aslan took the initiative to reveal her identity, Sejuani had a strange feeling again, and she found herself in some happy and joyful moods.

Although she usually acts as rejecting people from thousands of miles away, as unapproachable as ice, in fact, she is only about the same age as Aslan now, and all the indifference she shows is caused by the environment of Winter's Claws, and in fact, she doesn't know how to get along with people more appropriately.

Aslan took the wooden plate and the copper kettle containing Charan and prepared to get up and leave, he had told Sejuani what he had to say, and the cooperation was also negotiated with Udir, and the rest had to be handled by him back in Noxus.

It's just that as soon as he stood up, he found himself being hugged, and Sejuani hugged him from behind, very hard.

It was snowing heavily outside the longhouse, and the temperature in the room was very high, which was already a little hot, and Aslan felt even hotter when she was hugged by Sejuani.

He didn't struggle, let Sejuani hold him from behind, but unexpectedly, Sejuani's hand began to unbutton him, but the technique was a little rusty, but she persevered, and her attitude was very serious, Aslan wanted to laugh in her heart, so she simply stopped resisting, and let her fumble to unbutton all the buttons of her collar and take off her coat.

"I'm going to do it again." Sejuani said.

Aslan turned around and put down what he was holding and nodded, Sejuani was like a docile kitten at this time, Aslan could feel her breathing and trembling.

Soon, she felt that she couldn't help but feel a little fever on her face, and she also felt Aslan's affection for her.

"You're in good shape, my mother-in-arms!"

There was nothing more comforting than the fact that she had sworn her blood to recognize her charm, and although Sejuani didn't show much on her face, there was something sweet in her heart.

"Aslan!" Sejuani looked up, her hand on Aslan's head, and there seemed to be some unclear anticipation and seriousness in her tone.

"I'm here!" Aslan picked her up by the waist, and sometimes the invitation and attitude between men and women only took a few words and a little expression to express vividly, and he knew what Sejuani wanted to do.

With a soft snort from each other, the two were close again.

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