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Of course, it's not that Arthas will change to another mount, but he won't participate in such jousting tournaments in the future.

If you participate in it every year and are not waterproof, such a grand event will soon lose its original meaning.

What's the point if it's the same person who wins the championship every year?

Even this time, Alsace came to such a grand event only because......

"Master!"

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded, and a pale blue figure rushed into the horse farm like the wind.

With a smile on his face, Arthas jumped off "Invincible" and opened his arms.

"Master!"

Frost Sorrow threw herself into Arthas's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and snuggled happily.

The sudden appearance of frost sorrow naturally attracted the attention of everyone present.

The spectators around the racecourse all stopped their movements and stared blankly at the blue-dressed, black-haired girl who threw herself into the arms of her prince.

Arthas, however, did not stop in his tracks, and took Frostmourn's petite body as he walked briskly to the center of the horse farm, and then gently plucked the garland of silver leaf grass and limestone that hung there.

Under Frost Sorrow's expectant gaze, Arthas placed the still fragrant wreath on Frost Sorrow's head.

"The host ......"

Frostgrief stood up straight, her hands gently clinging to the supporting rattan in the garland, and at this moment, she felt very happy, as if it were about to melt.

"Satisfied?"

The expression on Arthas's face was a little helpless, but more spoiled.

"Well, Xiaoshuang will be the first queen of Lordaeron to wear a wreath at the tournament!"

Frost Sorrow said happily, the smile on his face overwhelming.

Arthas helplessly pinched the cute face of the little magic sword, this naughty guy, for this strange idea of hers, Arthas didn't know how hard it was.

Even if he is a prince, there is no special treatment in the tournament, and Arthas has to start with the initial qualifier and continue with the final showdown with Tyran Fording.

"Hehe, don't be so unhappy master! Xiaoshuang did this for a reason! In this way, all the people in Lordaeron will know that Xiaoshuang is the master's fiancée, and those women with big/breasts/breasts/small/breasts/parts should almost give up their cranky thoughts about their masters!"

Frost Sorrow smiled sweetly and said to Arthas.

"That's ......"

Arthas looked around, and there was already a whisper of talk around the racecourse.

There is no faster news than the news of the royal family's lace, and I believe that it will not be long before the news of my own handing over this garland to Frost Sorrow will surely spread throughout Lordaeron.

I don't know if there will be a good thing for the bard, who wrote this tournament as a poem and sang it......

Thinking of such a thing, Arthas couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart.

It's all Xiaoshuang's fault, so you have to get it back from her!

With this in mind, Arthas quietly put his head into Frostmourn's ear.

"Xiaoshuang, you're satisfied, but I'm ...... There's still something you don't like ......."

Frost Sorrow was snickering at his little plan, and he heard his master say this in his ear.

"Not satisfied?"

Frost Sorrow whispered Arthas's words as she subconsciously looked at a part of Arthas's body.

"No...... No, master, Xiaoshuang is still ......."

I don't know what I remembered, the sorrow of Frost, who has always been not afraid of heaven and earth, has obvious tremors in his voice at this time.

Arthas didn't care what Frost Sorrow said, he grabbed Frost Sorrow, who wanted to run away, took her in his arms, and walked towards his own lounge on the south side of the racecourse.

As the crowd watched, Arthas and Frostmourn disappeared from view through the fence of the stable.

Knowing that today's game was over, the crowd chose to leave.

Many people are speculating about the identity of the girl, although they know that the relationship between her and His Royal Highness the Prince of Arthas is not simple, but everyone wants to know which family this beautiful girl is.

Of course, almost no one could see the sad face of Frost, but these people of Lordaeron stubbornly believed that if they were not a stunningly beautiful maiden, how could they be worthy of their best Prince Arthas?

Of course, not everyone is so open-minded, and many of the young girls who came here to watch the martial arts competition of His Royal Highness Prince Alsace are haunted by the scene that broke their hearts.

Naturally, the girls did not approve of this mysterious woman who had the opportunity to have intimate contact with His Royal Highness Prince Arthas, and even more, they did not hesitate to turn their backs on the guidance of the Holy Light and secretly cursed the Frost Sorrow for a sudden disaster.

So jealousy is a terrible thing, and women are an even more terrible thing.

When jealousy meets a woman......

But now Frost Sorrow doesn't have the leisure to pay attention to those women who are jealous of themselves, "big/boobs/breasts or small/boobs/parts".

The closer he got to the rest room in Alsace, the more Frost Sorrow shivered.

"Master, we still don't want it, Xiaoshuang's there is still ......"

Frost Sorrow leaned into Arthas's bosom and said pitifully.

"Then what's going on, isn't this your job, Xiaoshuang? You're mine...... Oh fiancée!"

Arthas had a wicked smile on his face, and then opened the door to his lounge.

Entering the common room with Frost Sorrow, who was almost paralyzed, Arthas slammed the door behind him.

This small room has all the facilities inside, not only has a comfortable large bed, a desk and soft chair for handling affairs, and even a small living room and toilet.

As the Prince of Lordaeron, Arthas naturally does not use the communal lounge, and he has his own separate room in this royal estate.

"Master, little frost...... Just before that fight, we didn't just ......."

Seeing the big bed, the frightened look on Frost Sorrow's face became more and more obvious, and the trembling in his voice became more and more difficult to hide.

"Then what's the matter, didn't you eat today after eating yesterday?"

Arthas said disgruntled as he began to unload his armor.

"Frost doesn't need to eat......"

While whispering to Arthas's words, Frost Grief obediently helped Arthas to take off his armor.

"Xiaoshuang, you're still very well-behaved, to be honest, can't you help it?"

Arthas, who had removed his armor and left only his shirt, turned his head to hug Frostsorrow's soft body, then buried his head in her neck, and asked with a smile while sniffing deeply at the faint fragrance of Frostsorrow's body.

"No...... No, Xiaoshuang thinks that if Xiaoshuang is obedient, the owner will let Xiaoshuang go, right?"

Frost Sorrow stammered as she gently wrapped her arms around Arthas's body.

"That's right!"

Arthas looked up from Frost Sorrow's neck, then gave her a gentle kiss on her delicate cheek.

"Really?"

Frost's grief was so excited that he almost shed tears - sure enough, the master still felt sorry for Xiaoshuang!

"Of course it's fake, haha!"

Seeing Frost's sad and happy expression frozen in an eerie state because of his words, Arthas laughed, then hugged Frost Sorrow sideways, and walked to the large bed in the room.

"Woo...... Master, you lied ......."

Frost Grief seemed to have resigned herself to her fate, and she no longer resisted, but buried her head in Arthas's chest, put her arms around Arthas's neck, and said with a crying voice.

"But...... I remember that before the competition, Xiaoshuang, you also said, 'Don't', don't...... But then it ...... Look, it's still wet here!"

Alsace lightened the sorrow of the frost