Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 551 He is pretending
When it comes to Little Eleven, Yingning really cares.

"What's wrong with Little Eleven? Let me see."

Ying Ning hurried into the room.

Gu Qizhen was sitting cross-legged, playing with the brush blankly.

There are paper and pens in front of him. There are only a few large or small, messy characters on the paper, and ink blobs everywhere.

"Little Eleven, what's wrong with you?" Ying Ning sat in front of him and reached out to touch his forehead.

When Gu Qizhen saw her, he immediately threw away the brush and said aggrievedly: "Sister, I have a headache and I can't write."

"Why do you have a headache?" Yingning immediately called the nurse and eunuch who came to take care of him.

The nurse and eunuch knelt on the ground and replied, saying that the prince did not have a fever and was ill, and he also invited the imperial doctor to see him, and they all said it was nothing.

Although they didn't say it out loud, Ying Ning could tell that they all thought Xiao Shiyi was just pretending.

He is just naughty, he doesn't want to study, he doesn't want to study hard.

"Is it too tiring to write and read recently?" Yingning asked, "You can't just sit and study all the time, you have to go outside for a walk from time to time, play for a while, and exercise your body. Mingping, are you tired from reading too?"

Ming Ping was the boy who accompanied him, the son of Marble Shaoqing's family, named Sun Mingping, who was the same age as Gu Qizhen, but had a much more honest personality.

Ming Ping didn't dare to say anything.

Ying Ning said to Lu Qinghan again: "Mr. Lu still needs to assign less homework, after all..."

"The princess is worrying too much." Lu Qinghan took out a piece of paper and said calmly, "It's been three days, and including the one the princess saw, I only wrote two pages in total. Memorize it. The princess thinks this kind of homework, how much?"

Ying Ning glanced at it, and was a little embarrassed to get off the stage.

This word is not as good as Ci'er in his previous life wrote it when he was three years old.

Xiao Shishi is the prince, even as a teacher, Lu Qinghan can't beat, scold, or punish him.

Not to mention his accompanying children and those obedient nuns and eunuchs around him.

He just refused to write, read, or memorize, and no one could do anything about him.

Ying Ning sighed: "Little Eleven, can you tell me what's going on? Write these two articles in three days?"

She doesn't even want to call these dogs crawling words.

Xiao Shiyi pointed to his head aggrievedly: "But I have a headache and can't write."

"Why does it hurt?"

"It's just... throbbing pain."

"Does it hurt now?" Yingning touched his forehead.

Little Eleven shook his head.

Sorrowful.

Yingning and Lu Qinghan looked at each other.

Lu Qinghan said: "Your Highness said that your head hurts only when you read and write."

Seeing the ink stains on Xiao Shiyi's cheeks and Yuanyuan's fingers, Yingning thought of her aunt who had just passed away, and couldn't bear to criticize him harshly.

Lu Qinghan said: "I believe that children have a child's nature and love to play, which is understandable. But reading is also a must. What's more, His Royal Highness has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he can't be compared with ordinary children. The princess is still It should be stricter. If you keep conniving His Highness the Crown Prince to be lazy, you are not protecting him, but harming him!"

An incompetent prince will definitely have a miserable life in the future.

Ying Ning thought for a while, and said to Xiao Shishi: "Mr. Lu is right, reading is something that must be taken seriously. However, the body is also very important. If you have a headache, we will stop for a few days , and continue when you are better."

"Is it really possible?" Gu Qizhen's eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)