Chapter 59: Madame's Lady Friend Hendu

Phalyse Noradi Lestana, the Bloody Baroness of Noxus, has a dark army of Grey who specialize in using blood magic, and it's hard to say that she has nothing to do with some ancient forbidden power...

A covert report from the Noxus Scarlet Elite...

- Recipient unknown

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"You, you mean, I; Will be made a prince? ”

Stepping out of the carriage and back to the mansion, in his room, Aslan asked Mrs. Lestana.

He suppressed his violent heartbeat, and looked at Madame Lestana in front of him with the calmest tone and demeanor, and at the same time, his eyes fell on her black intimate silk gown, which was wrapped in her black silk gown, and at this moment this petite but mature lady was hugging him tightly, "Why?"

He wondered if this had anything to do with the Black Rose.

After all, Madame Lestana had just wanted him to join the Black Rose, and then something like this happened, it was hard not to think of it.

"Yes, you heard it right, although I don't run the palace, there are still some news channels."

LeBlanc twisted slightly, and there was a more seductive and seductive style between her eyebrows, and she leaned against the back of the door, snuggling herself into Aslan's arms, and the servants were just outside the door, but she was enjoying the pleasure in an ambiguous atmosphere.

Naturally, she couldn't tell her that this was her will, and it was too early to let Aslan know the so-called Pale Lady, even if he took the black rose home, he probably didn't know what the black rose meant to him, and LeBlanc wanted him to accept it slowly.

"Don't you think that your mother, the Southern Governor and Darkwell, have some similarities in appearance?" LeBlanc pondered her tone, hoping that what she said wouldn't make Aslan feel too abrupt.

LeBlanc hugged Aslan, and although her tone seemed to be an understatement, the look on her face didn't look like a joke.

“???”

Aslan paused for a moment, his expression frozen.

"Now, there are some things that you should know, your mother, the sister of the current Grand Commander, you may have been too young to remember at the time, but I think you must know Lady Anonis."

"This noble lady with the title of Empire? Well? What's wrong? Aslan was puzzled.

She played an important role in the rise of Darkwell and was also known as the First Lady of the Empire, although most of them were due to her identity and connections, but her identity and connections were also a symbol of strength in Noxus.

Behind this kind of strength, the required identity, power, background, accumulation and other factors are indispensable.

"Not only was she your mother's best friend, she hugged you when you were a kid and baptized you, but you also know that Darkwell had always wanted an heir, but it never came to pass, so..."

LeBlanc spoke, burying her head in Aslan's chest, looking like her mood was changing very quickly, and the meaning of her words was already clear.

Although Burnham Darkwell has lost its value to the Black Rose, she still wants to give the Leader a little bit of residual energy.

He remembered that his family might still have Aslan on the genealogy, and then made a little deal with him to contribute to the current situation, but these problems were currently transferred to Aslan.

"If I am famous in the genealogy of the Darkwell family, it is not surprising that I am made a prince." However, Aslan still noticed a suspicious point, "But madam, why me?" ”

For no apparent reason, Aslan thought of LeBlan, of the pale lady.

"Why not you? You're better than I thought you were, and I've groomed you so well, why can't it be you, my little Aslan? ”

LeBlalan's beautiful eyes were full of relief, but also with a little cunning, she was a mature and beautiful woman, and her face also had a hint of girlish agility, she pouted, and her red lips made Aslan a little uncontrollable, so that she couldn't help but give her a hug.

LeBlanc struggled slightly in a panic, and pushed Aslan's chest with a gesture, her eyes moving sharply to look at him a few times, allowing him to hold on to her softness.

She was panicked and anxious, although she had fun, she still had an inevitable helplessness, after all, she was still a little shy and embarrassed in her heart, and the reserve of her identity made her even more afraid to moan loudly.

Thinking that she was about to step into the palace on the BMW she had cultivated, and in the face of all kinds of calculations, although she had already planned, LeBlan's heart rose a lot of sorrow for no reason, she raised her hand to hold Aslan's face, and her expression was distressed.

"My little Aslan, I long to hold you in the palm of my hand all the time, but I am also afraid that the storm will blow you away, I want to spread my wings for you, but I know that sooner or later you belong to the sky."

Speaking what he wanted to say in an almost aria tone, LeBlanc looked at Aslan affectionately, "This meeting, don't care about your godfather, Aslan, what you need to care about is Lady Anonis, she is your magic weapon to win." LeBlanc felt her body become more and more limp, and she gently scratched Aslan's palm with her hand, as if with a little jealousy, "She is a beautiful woman, and she is also a woman. ”

LeBlanc pressed her red lips to Aslan's ear and whispered, looking dignified, but her words were rippling because of emotion.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Aslan knew what the lady in front of him meant, and this was a very important piece of information.

The relationship between this lady and her mother is not simple, and the success or failure of her visit in the Black Hall, in addition to her cheap uncle Darkwell, is another key to this lady, he simply hugged LeBlanc whole, "What do you want me to do?" ”

In private, the lady was always able to calm him down with words, and dispelled all uneasiness in his heart with her own delicate tenderness.

"In order to rule the current state, he will eventually set up an heir, whether it is to stabilize the current situation or to delay time for his own rule, it is necessary, and who this heir is is very important to stabilize the current situation and internal affairs, not only his own people, but also loyalty."

LeBlan's words made Aslan understand, and he felt that he felt a trace of vein.

"As for why you were chosen, my little Aslan?" LeBlanc looked at Aslan, still with this bad guy burying his head in his chest, and his tone trembled a little, "Because I have a very close relationship with you, that lady has a close relationship with me, the general has a close relationship with Darkowell, you are your own person, and this is one of the reasons why you were chosen." ”

"If Darkwell has an heir, then your existence is a threat, and if he doesn't, then your existence is a kind of political capital." LeBlan's words showed a hint of contempt and arrogance, "This is why all the other families must live under one crown, and one of the reasons why the Du Quecao family is at the top is that you made the general, not him. ”

Aslan understood.

The reason why Du Kecao did not treat himself well even when he became his godfather, but he had to try his best to maintain an attitude of detachment that was not close or far away.