Author: Gongsun Xiaoyue

What shocked Ying Ning the most was that Gu Changyuan had discussed this matter with his aunt in advance.

According to Xiao Shiyi, her aunt readily agreed.

Thinking about it carefully, although my aunt has always behaved as aloof from the world, if she really had no ambition, how could she have gone from an ordinary concubine to the position of an imperial concubine in charge of the Sixth Palace.

What's more, someone offered her the position of prince for nothing, and she had no reason to refuse.

I just don’t know if she ever thought that she would die because of it when she accepted it happily.

Yingning silently returned to the house.

Gu Qizhen shouted: "Sister!"

"Kneel down!" Ying Ning turned around and shouted coldly, "Are you taking your father's will as a joke?"

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

Yingning returned to the room and said to Mingping: "Mingping, go to bed and stop writing."

Mingping kept writing and said: "Princess, I am not sleepy. I will write more and finish it earlier, so that the Crown Prince can get up earlier."

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

Ming Ping raised his head, showing his neat white teeth: "I will rest in a while. Princess, don't worry, I will help the princess write after the slave has finished writing."

"I write it myself. If I can't finish it, I'll accept my fate. I'm not that hardworking."

Although Ying Ning said this, seeing him write as a child, she was too embarrassed to go back to sleep, so she also sat down.

Its daybreak.

Ren Yaner came to the East Palace and saw the prince sleeping in a strange kneeling position.

In the room, Ying Ning also fell asleep with a pile of paper on her head.

The brush in his hand fell to the ground.

Only Mingping was still writing hard.

Ren Yan'er gently tried to cover Ying Ning with a blanket, but she woke up Ying Ning.

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

"It's okay, it's already dawn, it's time to get up." Ying Ning yawned and looked towards the opposite side with tearful eyes.

Mingping is still writing...

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

Mingping smiled shyly: "I'm okay, my slave."

"admire."

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

"Yan'er, you haven't slept either?" Ying Ning arranged the papers she had copied on the table and asked with a smile.

Ren Yaner put a stack of paper in front of her with a smile: "I wrote this overnight last night. Are you satisfied with it, princess?"

When Ying Ning took a look, the paper contained the contents of "The Classic of Filial Piety".

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 she had written on and compared it. No matter the strokes or writing habits, it was so fake that it looked real.

Ying Ning has known her for so long, but she never knew that her writing was the same as hers.

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

"So similar?"

"I've been like this since I was a child, and I'm particularly good at imitating other people's handwriting." Ren Yan'er said sheepishly, "This ability is of no use."

"Is this useless?" Ying Ning was shocked, "Yan'er, do you have any misunderstanding about yourself?"

Ren Yaner blushed and said with a smile: "It's really nothing. When I was a child, I learned to play piano and chess, but I couldn't learn anything well. My parents often scolded me for being stupid. But I just really like writing."

"Write a few words and show them to me."

Ying Ning immediately spread out a piece of white paper and added, "Use your own handwriting."
Chapter completed!