Fruitful and sweet fruits, naturally need excellent gardeners to care for and cultivate...

- Lisandro

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Knowing that little Aslan was going to the court, even though this meeting was a plan she had promoted, she still pretended to be unaware, carrying her skirt like a butterfly wearing flowers...

On the eve of Aslan's departure, she not only helped him take care of the cumbersome dress, but also sorted out 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 on tiptoe to hold Aslan's face and kissed him on the forehead as he looked down, then looked up and down earnestly, excited and apprehensive.

"It's my duty to thank you, ma'am!"

Aslan bent down so that the delicate man didn't have to stand on tiptoe to look up at him so uncomfortable, and smiled back at her.

"You have always been my pride, and after this meeting, may many glory be upon you!"

LeBlanc's heart was beating so hard that it was hard to calm down, and her excitement and apprehension were understandable.

I was worried that little Aslan, who had watched him grow up and grow up, finally took the first step, although the span of this step was a little large, and the starting position was a little high, and he would fall down if he was not careful, and he might even be crushed.

I am excited that I seem to have cultivated a prince, and if it goes well, I may become a leader in the future, and the existence of Aslan can make Black Rose's position in Noxus more solid in the future, and maybe it can go further.

"You are also the pride of 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 pinch out water, and the other party was looking up at him with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

Aslan's words almost directly expressed his feelings, so that LeBlanc subconsciously withdrew her hand and covered the corners of her red lips, her eyes were clear, a little choked, her heart was full of joy but hidden deep feelings!

This is not only a disguise, but also a true expression, and the difference between the two feelings has long been blurred.

Looking at Aslan who was taken care of by himself again, LeBlan, who was in a mood, knew that she must not lose her temper at this time, there was still a servant standing outside the room, and she couldn't be desperate to get tired of being obsessed in his arms and unwilling to leave, he had more important things to do, and she also needed to let go in time.

"Although I cannot accompany you all the way to the court, please allow me to accompany you from here to the carriage, my little Aslan, may my love go with you."

LeBlanc straightened out the somewhat messy placket on her chest that had been fiddled with by Aslan, and then returned to her dignified posture, with an elegant and calm smile on her face, she pulled Aslan open, pushed the door open with one hand, and then strode out.

In the middle of the hall, the servants were ready to stand there, and they stood on both sides of the hall, watching Aslan, who was led out of the room by LeBlanc, walk past them, and then walk to the dragon lizard carriage in the courtyard.

"Whip, please."

Carlos, the old butler, saw LeBlanc walking towards Aslan and humbly handed her the horsewhip in his hand.

"Old Carlos, you're going to be loyal to the wrong person."

LeBlanc took the whip and placed it elegantly in Aslan's hand.

"Your will..."

Seeing this scene, the servants were a little flustered, and everyone bent down to Aslan with the same trepidation as old Carlos, and the manor was silent for a while.

The subconscious meaning of "whipping" in ancient Norxie slang is to represent the person who holds the whip and drives others.

LeBlalan's attitude has already indicated Aslan's identity and status in the estate.

Since then; His status in this manor is almost less than hers, and perhaps after having the status of a prince, she herself needs to maintain a proper courteous demeanor towards him in public, which is a change in status and rules brought about by the difference in status.

The carriage is very large, and the dragon lizard pulling the cart has two additional ends, driven by two cylinders and turned into four cylinders, not only the horsepower has been increased, but the demeanor of the dragon lizard shrouded in black hideous cast armor seems to be a little more majestic, but today they are a little irritable, and they are stepping restlessly.

It was a carriage made of black woolen cloth and sturdy sheet metal, and the guards in armor and helmets took the reins, and when Aslan took the whip, they saluted him with standard etiquette and opened the carriage door for him.

Aslan thought for a moment to take the whip, then hugged LeBlanc goodbye in front of the carriage, and he glanced through the crowd a few times, but did not see Tonya.

"Where's Tonya?" He thought for a moment and asked.

"I'm in the car." Tonya's cold voice made the air around her a little colder.

Aslan: "......"

He now finally knew the reason for the restlessness and restlessness of these dragon lizards.

The servants were not surprised, and Tonya, a guest, seemed to be more like a master than LeBlanc, and after what she had talked to her and her wife that day, everyone was not surprised by her overly self-conscious behavior.

The master didn't say anything, and the servants didn't want to ask for trouble without opening their eyes.

Aslan still didn't know anything about it, and didn't know what had happened the day and night he left.

"So, I'm off." Aslan thought for a moment, stepped out of the carriage under the watchful eyes of the servants, gave LeBlanc a courtesy hug, and then got into the carriage.

In this situation, Tonya seems to be preparing to go with him, and he began to recall the information about Darkwell in his heart, but there are not many descriptions of the Noxian Grand Commander in the background, although he is now in a faint move, but he was able to be favored by Black Rose and then supported by the upper position, and he must have had a certain ability before.

The desire for immortality led him to launch a war against Ionia, and although there was a reason for LeBlan's secret obstruction, this pull also ended in the defeat of Noxus, and seeing that Ionia could not do it, he seemed to turn his attention to Freljord.

This is the information mentioned in the context of what he knows.

Aslan had an idea in his mind.

In the middle of the carriage, Tonya was sitting at the railing and looking at him, her smiling face seemed to be a little more popular, and she was no longer as cold as before.

"Tonya—" Aslan looked at her.

"Well, what's the matter, my blood oath?" Tonya's demeanor was still the same, but Aslan felt a little different from his tone, which made his expression solemn, "Queen Wu? ”

"Tonya" smiled and said, "My blood oath, now that you have time to spend alone with me, it seems that you only remember that you still have a witch queen, am I some dangerous person, or is there something you are not happy with me so that you return home and refuse to spend ten minutes walking in my room?" ”

"My witch queen, from the time I came home until now, it has only been one night in total." Aslan couldn't help but laugh: "Your strength is so strong that I need to recover for a few days at a time." ”

"Tonya"'s face revealed a little red, it is true that Aslan's current physical strength is slightly weak, which makes her not very satisfied every time, and the more important problem is that Tonya's body cannot bear the arrival time for too long.

Working a few hourglasses, she has to charge all day, which makes her feel that she is always full of desire when facing Aslan.

This feeling is really rude.