The original martial soul, they all said it was a useless martial soul

Chapter 14: Court Etiquette
"How is it? Are you used to living in the Prince's Mansion?"

When Xue Qinghe returned to the Prince's Mansion, the first thing he saw was Wang Si who was strolling around his mansion.

When Xue Qinghe saw Wang Si, he couldn't hide the smile on his face at all.

"It's nice here, but the room is too big and there are too few people. It's uncomfortable to stay in the room alone."

Hearing this comment, Xue Qinghe smiled and patted Wang Si on the shoulder.

"Brother Wang is really honest. To be honest, I also feel that there are not enough people in such a large prince's mansion. However, my father and mother are quite strict with me and do not allow too many people to come."

Hearing this, Wang Si glanced at the maid who had always been following Xue Qinghe, the "Xiao Ya" whom Xue Qinghe asked to lead the way for him.

When Xue Qinghe heard Wang Si’s words, he smiled and hit Wang Si’s shoulder.

"Why? You also want a maid to take care of you personally?"

Wang Si choked when he heard this, and his eyes subconsciously avoided it.

When Xue Qinghe saw this scene, he also showed an expression of "as expected".

"Okay, there's no rush to arrange for a maid, and you can't rush it either."

Xue Qinghe patted Wang Si's shoulder and gave him a look that said "you know".

Then Xue Qinghe waved to his maid, asking her to bring up the lunch that had been prepared in advance.

"I heard from the people at the Royal Academy that you eat a lot at every meal, so I prepared a little more!"

A team of waiters walked out from the other side of the Prince's Mansion, carrying one exquisite meal after another.

Looking at those exquisite foods, Wang Si couldn't help swallowing.

"My Lord, I just have a big appetite, not as exaggerated as they say. There is no need to prepare so much food just for me."

Xue Qinghe just smiled.

"Don't worry, I definitely don't have this much every day. If I eat this much every day, my little treasury won't be able to handle it."

Hearing this, Wang Si looked at Xue Qinghe with a bit of resentment: I thought I had to eat so much every day!
Xue Qinghe just smiled at this.

"Brother Wang, you really don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. How about I give you 50 gold soul coins every week from now on, and you can arrange your own meals for the week?"

Wang Si's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"This feeling is good."

During the first week at Tiandou Royal Academy, although he didn't have to spend money because he was the eldest prince, it was still very uncomfortable to have no money in his pocket.

When Xue Qinghe heard that Wang Si really agreed, he was stunned for a moment.

Fifty gold soul coins a week, he really agreed? Then Xue Qinghe realized that fifty gold soul coins were really nothing to him.

But for this guy, fifty gold soul coins a week is indeed a huge sum of money, and he has no source of income at all now.

Although Wang Si was full of the air of a peasant, which made Xue Qinghe feel very comfortable, the royal nobles all attached great importance to etiquette.

Your family members may not care, but other people might use this matter to poke holes in your spine?

After a brief thought, Xue Qinghe made up his mind.

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"My Lord, do I really need to learn court etiquette?"

Looking at the gate of Yuexuan, Wang Si felt inexplicably scared.

The owner of Yuexuan is Tang Yuehua!

Tang Yuehua, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao's younger sister, and Tang San's aunt.

Wang Si, who has been forced to stand on the same camp with Qian Renxue, knows very well that he will definitely go against Tang San in the future.

However, he really didn't want to get in touch with this family too early!
"What are you talking about? When you go out, you represent not only your reputation, but also my reputation."

When Xue Qinghe said this, he secretly leaned close to Wang Si's ear.

“All those who can study in Yuexuan are nobles, and you can also expand your network here. Of course, since there are so many nobles here, some troubles are inevitable.

The troubles that the Royal Academy encountered after the start of the school year were similar to those here, but compared to the troubles in the academy, people here cared more about their face.

Just consider it as training for you.”

Listening to Xue Qinghe's well-reasoned analysis, Wang Si finally couldn't help but complain.

"Honestly, do you think I have nothing to do, so you want to give me something to do?

If you want to learn aristocratic etiquette, you don’t have to come to Yuexuan.” Xue Qinghe glanced at Wang Si in surprise.

"You can guess this? In that case, you have to go to Yuexuan even if you don't want to."

Upon hearing this, Wang Si just sighed silently, and then walked into Yuexuan under the guidance of Xue Qinghe.

A woman in a silver palace dress had been waiting at the door of Yuexuan for a long time. As soon as the two men walked in, the woman greeted them politely.

"Prince? You really came. What a rare guest. Who is the little brother next to you?"

When Xue Qinghe saw the woman in palace dress, he extended his hand politely and bowed.

"Teacher Tang, long time no see, you are still so young and beautiful."

After saying hello, Xue Qinghe pushed Wang Si out.

"Teacher Tang, this is a friend of mine who has never been exposed to court etiquette before. I would like him to come and learn from you."

Tang Yuehua looked at the child who was forcefully pushed out by the eldest prince, her attention mainly focused on his awkward toes and fingers.

It can be seen that the little guy is a little scared, and on top of his fear he is also a little resistant to court etiquette.

“Don’t be afraid, kid. Palace etiquette is actually not as scary as you think. The eldest prince graduated from my class when he was seven years old.

By observing him, it is not difficult to see that what is really important in court etiquette is not the stiff and rigid movements, nor the gorgeous and elegant words.

What really matters in court etiquette is an easygoing attitude and coordinated body movements.”

Having said this, Tang Yuehua directly pulled Wang Si's hand and was about to help him smooth out the stiff joints on his fingers.

As a result, the hand that Tang Yuehua had grabbed was unexpectedly pulled away.

Xue Qinghe, who was standing by, saw this scene and patted Wang Si's shoulder with a smile.

"I can't tell, Brother Wang, you're so shy!"

Wang Si made no comment on this.

Tang Yuehua just smiled softly when she saw this scene, and then summoned her martial spirit "Ruyi Ring."

The noble domain is activated.

The soft aura began to spread around with Tang Yuehua as the center, and the soft aura instantly passed over Wang Si and Xue Qinghe.

Faced with this gentle aura, Xue Qinghe simply closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

However, Tang Yuehua's attention was not on Xue Qinghe. Her eyes were on Wang Si and she frowned.

"Why are you resisting my noble domain? My noble domain is meant to relax people. Why are you so tense?"

Tang Yuehua frowned and looked at Wang Si with some confusion.

After hearing Tang Yuehua's words, Wang Si just opened his eyes, glanced at Tang Yuehua, and then closed his eyes.

In Tang Yuehua's perception, this guy indeed no longer resisted her aristocratic aura, but her aristocratic aura did not affect him either.

Why? Why did he resist his aristocratic aura? And how did he avoid the influence of the aristocratic aura without resisting it?

"How about it? Teacher Tang's aristocratic aura is amazing, isn't it?"

Xue Qinghe opened his eyes and saw that Wang Si's body relaxed after taking two deep breaths. He couldn't help but tease him.

"Teacher Tang's aristocratic aura is indeed powerful. Is this Teacher Tang's domain?

I remember that only Soul Saints or Soul Douluo have domain skills. Is Mr. Tang a Soul Douluo or a Titled Douluo?"

Wang Si asked with some "curiosity".

Speaking of Tang Yuehua's level, Xue Qinghe coughed awkwardly.

Tang Yuehua didn't care.

“I am just an ordinary person. My domain skills are due to the mutation of my martial soul.

Although my martial soul has a domain innately, my level is only level nine, and I can’t go any further.”

As Tang Yuehua said this, Xue Qinghe directly poked Wang Si's kidney, signaling him not to rub salt into Tang Yuehua's wound.

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Throughout the afternoon, Wang Si, accompanied by Xue Qinghe, learned the boring micro-expressions of the violin.

During this period, some young nobles naturally whispered about Wang Si's poor performance, but no one dared to speak out for the sake of the eldest prince Xue Qinghe.

(End of this chapter)