Gifts

Yang Ning was sitting at the table in her chamber and was copying the rules and regulations on the paper that Yu Ling had asked her to do. 

These days Yu Ling has become stricter with her when it comes to her training of becoming the Crown Princess as the day of the royal wedding approaches. 

"Why does it feel like I am being punished more than getting a training session?" Yang Ning groaned tiredly as she put down the brush aside and stretched her numb fingers and sore neck. 

She has been doing this for the last three hours and lets out a deep breath when it is finally completed. " Ah, Finally! Why is the book of rules and regulations of the royal palace so thick anyway?" She shook her head in disbelief while comparing the thickness of the book with her fingers.