Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 557 Talent
What shocked Yingning the most was that Gu Changyuan actually discussed this matter with his aunt beforehand.

According to Xiao Shishi, her aunt readily agreed.

Thinking about it carefully, although my aunt has always shown that she is indifferent to the world, if she really has no ambitions, how can she go from an ordinary concubine to the position of the imperial concubine in charge of the sixth palace.

What's more, someone gave her the crown prince for nothing, and she had no reason to refuse it.

I just don't know, when she happily accepted it, did she ever think that she would die because of it.

Yingning returned to the house silently.

Gu Qizhen shouted: "Sister!"

"Continue to kneel!" Yingning turned her head and shouted coldly, "Are you taking your father's will as a joke?"

Gu Qizhen's expression changed, and he knelt down immediately.

Ying Ning went back to the house and said to Ming Ping: "Ming Ping, go to sleep, don't write."

Ming Ping kept writing and said, "Princess, this slave is not sleepy. I write more and finish writing earlier, so His Royal Highness can get up earlier."

"If you tire yourself out, you won't be able to finish writing at all."

Ming Ping raised his head, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth: "The slave will rest in a while. Don't worry, the princess. I will help the princess write after the slave finishes writing."

"I write it myself. If I can't finish it, I admit my fate. I don't work so hard."

Even though Ying Ning said so, seeing him writing like a child, she was too embarrassed to go to sleep, so she also sat down.

Its daybreak.

Ren Yan'er came to the East Palace and saw the prince sleeping soundly in a weird kneeling position.

In the room, Yingning also fell asleep with a stack of papers on her head.

The brush in his hand fell to the ground.

Only Ming Ping was still writing hard.

Ren Yan'er lightly tried to cover Ying Ning with a blanket, but Ying Ning was awakened.

"Princess, I'm sorry I woke you up." Ren Yan'er felt guilty.

"It's okay, it's already dawn, and it's time to get up." Ying Ning yawned, looking at the other side with hazy eyes.

Ming Ping is still writing...

Yingning was stunned: "Aren't you sleepy, aren't you tired?"

Ming Ping smiled shyly: "Slave is okay."

"admire."

Ying Ning gave him a thumbs up, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ren Yan'er secretly yawning.

"Yan'er, you haven't slept yet?" Yingning asked with a smile as she sorted out the copied paper on the table.

Ren Yan'er put a stack of papers in front of her with a smile: "I wrote this all night last night, is the princess satisfied?"

Ying Ning saw that the contents of the "Book of Filial Piety" were all on the paper.

What shocked her the most was that the handwriting was exactly the same as her own.

"Yan'er, did you write this?"

"Yes."

"Why is it the same as my handwriting?" Ying Ning picked up a piece of paper that she had written to compare, no matter the style of writing or the writing habit, it was so fake that it confused the real one.

Ying Ning has known her for so long, never knowing that she writes like herself.

Ren Yan'er pursed her lips and smiled, "My own handwriting is different from the princess's. I imitated the princess's handwriting."

"It looks like this?"

"I have been like this since I was a child, and I am very good at imitating other people's handwriting." Ren Yan'er said shyly, "This ability is useless."

"Is this still useless?" Yingning was shocked, "Yan'er, do you have some misunderstandings about yourself?"

Ren Yan'er blushed and said with a smile: "It's really nothing. When I was young, I learned to play the piano and chess. I couldn't learn anything well. I was often scolded by my parents for being stupid. But I just like writing."

"You write a few words and show me."

Yingning immediately spread out a blank sheet of paper and added, "Use your own handwriting."

(End of this chapter)