The etiquette teaching of Miranda and Yinshuang quickly came to an end. Yinshuang had perfectly ended the first half of her study, and Miranda also needed a short rest.

According to Miranda's management, the time to teach etiquette courses is usually half a day in the morning, but the courses are always completed in advance at Yinshuang. It is enough to quietly appreciate the results of Yinshuang in the second half.

The elegant lady walked out of the bedroom quietly and passed a corner of the corridor. Not far ahead was the bathroom on this floor.

Stormwind City is indeed a unique place. In other cities in the north, it is difficult to find such a clean and hygienic bathroom. Most barbarian kings do not even know how to build a maximum bathroom in their own castles.

The magical city, the magical city lord, and the even more magical princess of Stormwind City.

When she opened the door, Madam Miranda smiled with a hint of relief, but just as her smile bloomed, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

The next moment, I don’t know the people.

A few minutes later, several maids outside the corridor saw Madame Miranda walking out of the bathroom. Her figure and gait were so elegant that it was ashamed of itself. It was worthy of being from the Holy Empire, a country with a long cultural heritage.

However, these maids never thought that Miranda, who looked nothing strange, had completely changed her personal life now.

Outside the hearing range of everyone in the corridor, the voice of an unseen old man sounded in Madame Miranda's ears.

"Wang Wu... I really admire you. It's okay if you have a disguise level. Even his temperament can be imitated perfectly. He is worthy of being his apprentice trained."

Mrs. Miranda still maintained that unchanging smile for thousands of years. However, her abdomen was trembling slightly and she made an equally unrecognizable voice: "Shut up, let Yinshuang die when she hears us. Although I am not afraid of death, I really don't want to die with you."

“Each one another.”

After saying that, the old man's voice fell silent.

A surprising fact was revealed in a few conversations: this elegant and elegant Madame Miranda was disguised as Wang Wu!

Set up an ambush in the bathroom, ambush Miranda. Then disguised himself as Miranda, approaching Yinshuang in his appearance... Wang Wu's bold plan surprised Niu Meng.

Entering a deep dream, it may disappear at any time because of a thought of Yinshuang. Yinshuang is so keen and insightful that he approaches her as Yinshuang's tutor and affects her...

It's simply a dance on the tip of a knife.

"Anyway, there is no other way. If I give up now and return to the real plane, I will only die even worse."

"That No. 1 city is really that scary?"

"If you don't agree, go back by yourself. I don't need to do it anymore."

“…”

The two had the last conversation. At this time, Miranda happened to walk to Yinshuang's bedroom door. Niu Meng immediately kept silent and silently played his role: Miranda's earrings.

Miranda pushed open the door and happened to see Yinshuang who was smiling. The girl's posture was so outstanding that she mastered the etiquette of Miranda in the morning. According to the past practice, Miranda would give her just the right praise, and the two would chat easily until the end of the morning class.

However, this time Miranda is destined to choose a slightly different path.

"Your Highness Yinshuang..." Miranda spoke gently. Her voice was so accurate that even as sharp as Yinshuang, she did not realize that the wife in front of her had been dropped.

Perhaps Yinshuang has enough eyesight to see through Wang Wu's disguise in eight years, but it is a bit difficult to require a six-year-old girl to have such excellent insight.

Yinshuang had no doubt at all, tilted her head and smiled slightly, waiting for Mrs. Miranda's instructions.

"Your Highness Yinshuang. Your talent is really amazing. Now there is not much I can teach you."

As the beginning, such a conversation is just a matter of course. Although Wang Wu is bold in doing things, he dare not play too much. He pretends to be Miranda sitting in front of Yinshuang, even if he says a word wrong, he will be dead.

To deflect on the topic, we must proceed step by step.

Yinshuang had heard Mrs. Miranda's praise and lowered her head shyly: "Mrs. It is my honor to be able to learn by your side."

According to convention, the two of them will fall into a vicious circle of beating each other, endlessly until the end of the course time. However, Wang Wuke was not in the mood to flatter Yinshuang. After saying a few words, he began to gradually turn the topic.

"I have actually mastered most of the etiquette courses I teach, and my performance is enough to make the most picky teachers say nothing... But do I think I have mastered the essence of etiquette?"

Yinshuang was slightly stunned. It was not just because of the weirdness of this question, because in her small head, she didn't expect that Madame Miranda would ask such a question.

The six-year-old Yinshuang is just a child. Although she is extremely talented, her thinking level is not too high, so she cannot detect the secret hidden behind this strange problem. She just thought honestly and shook her head.

"No, I still have many courses to learn and accumulate before mastering the essence of this art."

Half is humble, and half is really inspired. Madame Miranda is called a ritual textbook. She is not only proficient in all the etiquettes of the Holy Empire for thousands of years, but even the etiquettes of the Liberty Alliance and the Northern Kingdoms have profound attainments. However, the continent is so large and there are so many civilized ethnic groups? Any country, even a city, or a village has its own unique considerations. Some places regard cattle as sacred objects, and some places think that using beans is unforgivable... How easy is it to truly grasp the essence of etiquette?

This is also the concept Miranda taught to Yinshuang in her first class.

However, Madam Miranda shook her head now: "Your Highness Yinshuang, in fact, from the perspective of mastering skills alone, it is no longer possible. As for the etiquette of those barbaric small tribes, it doesn't matter whether they master the etiquette."

"Huh?" Yinshuang was a little curious. Mrs. Miranda's remarks seemed a little different from the original course?

"In fact, it is impossible to understand the etiquette of all civilizations in the entire continent. The essence of this science is not something you can get by simply traveling around and reading books."

Yinshuang nodded and agreed with this, but the girl soon became confused.

So, where is the essence of etiquette?

"It's sincerity."

Mrs. Miranda said very seriously.

"The basis of any etiquette is the sincerity of the ritual performer, so etiquette is just a means to show your heart and self. Only by having a sincere heart can you truly grasp the essence of etiquette."

After hearing this, Yinshuang nodded thoughtfully. For the six-year-old child, this theory is undoubtedly a bit complicated. While Yinshuang himself was thinking, he also had strong doubts.

Miranda further explained: "Your Highness Yinshuang, Ji's etiquette skills are already skilled enough, but Ji's heart is not pious enough."

"?"

Yinshuang blinked her beautiful eyes, and a strong doubt had already arose in her heart.

Before today, Miranda had never commented on her like this. Although she was not criticizing, she had almost criticized her. Even before today, no one had ever made negative comments on Yinshuang.

Mrs. Miranda...what happened?

At this time, the earrings on Miranda's ears began to shake gently. If Yinshuang could have the five senses as sharp as eight years later, she would definitely hear the earrings roaring angryly while swaying slightly.

"Wang Wu, what's the point of making a fortune?"

However, Wang Wu insisted on his own and continued, "Your Highness Yinshuang, I don't want to criticize You... But after contacting these days, I found that Your Highness's heart was unexpectedly indifferent. Although You can perfectly grasp any details of any set of etiquette, You're just copying the guidance in the textbook without adding your sincerity."

After a pause, Miranda said, "Let me give an inappropriate example. When I salute a king, do I really respect him? Or, when I bow and smile and say goodbye to me, I despise him for his shallowness and crudeness?"

Yinshuang frowned even tighter.

This time, it was not because of suspicion.

But because Madame Miranda did hit her mind. This flawless girl really lacked the sincerity that Miranda said.

Yinshuang is so perfect that everyone sighs about her uniqueness. However, if they are not the same type of people at all, it is difficult to produce any sincerity.

Yinshuang knew very well that she was better than anyone else. In her eyes, those emperors and generals were just mortals dressed in gorgeous clothes. Their so-called talent, wisdom and martial arts were just a joke. Even if they were only six years old, Yinshuang was already better than most people. Based on this understanding, it was certainly difficult for Yinshuang to have sincere etiquette to others.

However, no one has ever pointed this out before Madame Miranda.

The girl gradually fell into deep thought.

Mrs. Miranda's voice did not stop. On the contrary, it became more seductive and inflammatory, as if it had penetrated directly into the brain, possessing incredible magic.

"In fact, deep down in Ji's heart, His Highness Yinshuang does not think that anyone in this world deserves to be treated with courtesy. Ji's is unique and supreme. The so-called etiquette is just a joke to maintain surface harmony... right?"

Yinshuang is completely confused.

"His Royal Highness Yinshuang, have you ever thought that the etiquette courses you are learning now are actually an invisible bond, like chains and handcuffs. And you should break free from these bonds and release the real ** in your heart...?"
Chapter completed!