One night, five days later, Iris was practicing her swordplay behind the Sleepless Temple. As for the matter of going to suck the mother's blood to get the blood wings back to normal size, Iris was afraid to mention.

"This is the end of the day. Come back next Monday. When the words just fell, Liran Day left.

"Finally I can take two days off to rest a little." Iris wiped the sweat from her face with her sleeve.

After showering, Iris ate her dinner and slept on a warm and comfortable bed. Every day she got up at three o'clock to practice her sword. If she was a minute late, she had to practice for an additional ten minutes, which was extremely painful.

The early morning sunlight shone through the golden windows. Almost the whole room was filled with rose elements, including the rose-shaped lamp, the golden roses engraved on the closet, and even the crystal lamp hanging in the room with the rose pattern.

Iris lay on her pillow, a little saliva flowing from the corners of her mouth and slipping down her cheeks on the pillow, perhaps because of countless delicious foods in her dreams.

"Your Highness is up." A maid gently shook Iris.

"No, sleep more.” Iris' voice was soft and was being affectionate.

Who can refuse a princess' pampering? Even if the maid wanted to let Her Highness sleep a little longer, it was Her Majesty's will to let her get up.

"Your Highness, hurry up and get up. Her Majesty is waiting for you in the living room."

Iris got up from the bed as soon as she heard the words "Her Majesty" and washed herself and asked the maid to comb her hair and tie it.

After getting up in a hurry, Iris ran to the living room in a black dress with a big smile on her face and asked, "What is it that Dear Mother wants from me?" In fact, Iris cursed in her heart, "Damn, this is only six o'clock. How crazy you ask me to come here!"

"Since you are back, I also need to teach you court etiquette." The corners of Lilia's mouth hid a little smile.

Iris was a little flustered because she saw her mother smiled. It seems that this court etiquette is not a good thing.

"Hey! Well ...Dear Mother, I have to go to the toilet first." Iris turned around and ran towards the toilet.

Lilia grabbed the back collar of Iris and asked suspiciously, "Have I given you permission to go to the toilet?"

"Dear Mother, please give me permission to go to the toilet."

"No permission!" Lilia rejected Iris's request.

"But ...but I really can't hold it anymore." Iris pretended to look like very urgent.

"You pee in your pants. I personally wash for you. If you can not pee out, do you know the consequences?" If it were anyone else, Iris would have been allowed to go to the toilet. But unfortunately, she was now facing her mother. In front of Lilia Iris does not have any chance to lie. As long as Iris tells a lie, she will reveal the truth.

“Well...not good." Iris replied slowly.

"So why is not good? Tell me." Lilia sat in a chair propping up her jaw, admiring her daughter's embarrassment.

Since Iris had told a lie, she needed to make up for the last one with countless lies. Iris quickly replied, "One, it's a waste of the Dear Mother's time. Two, it would be a loss of face to the royal family." Iris covered her stomach and stomped her foot every now and then.

Any detail of pretending to be in a hurry to pee was portrayed by Iris to the fullest extent, completely indistinguishable from a professional actress.

Lilia did not answer. Looking at her daughter this kind of acting, she praised in her heart: "Acting is quite good. I almost think it is real for a moment. When the time comes, let you stay with the actors of the stage play for a while, so that I can appreciate your acting skills."

"But I still do not want to let you go. You will pee in your pants. I think it is good. Give you ten seconds."

"Fuck, this guy is a pervert, right! Like to see your daughter pee in her pants." Iris cursed in her heart.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six ..."

Not waiting for Lilia countdown to end, Iris kneeled down in front of Lilia without saying a word directly. She gave up any struggle because struggle is futile, which will only make her more miserable.

"What are you doing? I did not ask you to kneel." Lilia pretended to be puzzled.

"I'm sorry, mother. I lied." Iris hurriedly admitted her mistake.

"Oh? Then what?" Lilia cocked her head and looked at her daughter.

Iris didn't know how to answer when Lilia asked this question. Didn’t she still admit her all mistake? She is not sure that she can be forgiven by her mother. What else then?

Iris pondered for a moment and confirmed that she really had nothing to explain. So she asked weakly, "I don't seem to have anything left except to lie."

Lilia shook her head and said, "You think about it again. There is no hurry. I have plenty of time today."

After some thought, Iris really doesn’t know what Lilia, the psychopath, is thinking about. So she directly began to pretend: "I am a bit obtuse. Please you can tell me."

"Huh." Lilia showed a smile. In Iris's eyes, Lilia's smile meant that she was in great trouble. "You keep cursing me in your heart. So it seems that I am a mother who is a psychopath in your heart, right?"

"No, absolutely not. "Iris shook her head in a hurry.

"You're still lying after all this! You are really good at telling lies. Don't forget that you still have the black rose on your back, and I can hear what is in your heart. So shouldn't you be punished for insulting me?" Lilia crossed her legs and showed a bad smile.

"Please chastise me, Dear Mother. I should not have insulted you." Iris lowered her head and looked ashen, thinking to herself, "I forgot that I still had the mark of discipline on me, so it looks like I'm going to get this caning for sure."

"Well ...I am in a good mood today. I can give you a remedy. But if you are not up to the requirements, you still have to suffer the cane. Are you willing to accept this condition?"

Iris did not even think about it and agreed. Since Iris can be exempt from a cane punishment, she must agree, after all, she is not a fool.

"That's fine." Lilia stood up from her chair, walked to Iris and helped her up. With a meaningful smile, she said, "Head straight, neck straight, chest up, stomach tucked in, eyes level, both hands naturally down, swinging back and forth. And the front swing is 35°inward. The back swing is 45°outward. The toes are pointing straight ahead, the body is steady, and the two shoulders should not sway from side to side, and the walk should be modest and light."

Iris followed the method Lilia described and walked. This makes walking more or less bound to her hands and feet,and more or less lets Iris feel a little uncomfortable.

"Well, good! From now on you can only walk in this posture, otherwise my thorny flogging stick can be waiting for you." Lilia said.

"Hmm." Iris realized as an afterthought that something was wrong with Lilia's words, "From now on, will I walk in this position?"

"That's right! Otherwise, you do not want to write off today's matter. I can also settle old scores with you." Lilia showed a sly smile.