Linlang really has no talent for this kind of ancient etiquette.

I pinched it in the middle of the night and woke up twice.

Brush hard to get [Advanced Etiquette Skill].

The points are just enough to be drawn twice more.

But maybe it was that useless blue label that squandered all her European energy.

She emptied twice in a row.

I was so angry that there was a fire going out in the early morning.

The lower-level palace ladies all go to bed later than dogs and wake up earlier than chickens.

After the two got up, they ate a steamed bun with pickled cucumber and hurried to teach their aunt the rules.

This is considered a seven-day special training class for the new little palace maids.

In fact, when these rules were on the carriage, the aunt in charge started to popularize them. However, the original owner was so motion sick at the time that he didn't listen to anything at all.

"This common ritual is to press the right hand on the left hand, the left hand on the left waist, the legs should be close together and the knees should be bent, and the jaw should be slightly held..."

The gray-haired tutor looks quite old.

He has a kind face and a gentle tone.

Well, if you ignore the ruler next to her elbow.

Soon, this was indeed confirmed...

"Can't you lift your arm? Snap!"

"ah!"

"You can't bend your legs, can you? Bang bang!"

"Ahh!!"

"And how old is your waist and you can't do it anymore? Bang bang bang!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

…

A morning of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Sang Yu had been beaten several times, and now her hands were swollen and her eyes were filled with tears.

Linlang's face was calm, but her heart was secretly tingling.

With such an outrageous level of cruelty, how did she manage to achieve high-level etiquette in the simulation without running away halfway?!

"You!" Aunt Xi suddenly pointed at her, "Come here!"

Linlang shivered, but luckily she stabilized herself.

She took a few steps forward.

"May I have your name?"

Fortunately, Auntie Tuixi's tone dropped back, and she didn't look like she was trying to flatter her.

"Slave Linlang." She bowed politely.

"Very good, you have learned the rules very well. You can stand and sit with dignity!"

This old aunt was probably a flammable and explosive bag of gunpowder when she was young. She pointed at the group of little palace ladies who were crying with runny noses and tears.

"It's just you! Go and show those idiots a few more times!"

Linlang smiled bitterly.

This is to bring hatred to her.

But it can only be done.

Her advanced etiquette skills are fully displayed on her, and every angle seems to have been precisely measured, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

The teacher's aunt was very satisfied with it.

"Look! Do you see it? This is called a rule! Look what you have there? A group of pheasants and wild ducks fluttering their wings and learning to fly!"

"No matter how well you learn the rules, what's the use in being in a cold palace..." Someone below muttered dissatisfiedly.

Linlang recognized that face.

She was one of the girls who rode in the carriage with her when they entered the palace.

It seems to be called Xiushui.

The teacher's aunt suddenly became solemn.

He didn't punish her, he just said in a deep voice.

"In this palace, wealth and glory come and go quickly. If you only have such a small eyelid, let alone other things, you may not even be able to save your life! You must be vigilant!"

Xiu Shui was beaten so hard that she shrank her neck and didn't dare to make a sound again.

I have classes in the morning and work in the afternoon.

This is the day that belongs to the social palace ladies.

Sang Yu twitched and pulled Lin Lang's sleeve back together.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have come..."

Linlang twitched the corners of her mouth.

Can you still say that you won’t come if you don’t want to enter the palace?


Chapter completed!