The Third Prince is Getting Impatient
The sunlight reflected into the room. At one desk, a woman was seen leaning her head on the table as she stared at the pile of books in front of her with bitterness. Meanwhile, the man who sat at the table across from her had a languid expression as he continued to read the book in his hand.
After sitting on the chair for a long time, Yu Feng thought that her waist was starting to hurt. Yu Feng thought that she would rather spend time practicing horse riding out in the sun than sitting in the library.
Even though she was still not confident to ride a horse, at least she could move around.
However, someone had told her that knowledge would be good for her. Moreover, that person had spent his time accompanying her.
Yu Feng glanced at the documents on his table. She did not know what he was reading, but she could sense that they were a bunch of important stuff.