Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

The living room on the first floor fell into a weird silence.

Shen Yanbing pondered and said, "Do I look so good to cheat?"

Deng Yan shook her head: "Knowing people, knowing the face and not knowing the heart, I am not afraid that you are not easy to deceive, but that you are emotional."

Shen Yuan took heart: "Is she really a shady?"

Shen Yanbing sighed, "Almost."

She glanced at the couple, "Is there a solution now?"

Shen Yuan rested his head, "This girl hasn't done anything illegal, right? Don't have any criminal record."

"...Guaranteed not!" Shen Yanbing lowered his eyes and sighed secretly in his heart.

"What can you guarantee? You can't even figure out where they came from!" Shen Yuan rubbed his eyebrows, "Forget it, don't investigate this for now, they are still upstairs, you can handle this matter yourself."

"Don't take yourself in."

Shen Yanbing helplessly: "What can I get in?"

Deng Yan also didn't want to believe that there was a big problem with the girl-she was well-behaved, sensible and polite, and there was nothing wrong with her except for speaking less.

She patted Shen Yanbing on the shoulder: "Put more snacks, ask about the situation of others, and send them back when they should be sent back."

Shen Yanbing: "...I'm afraid you don't believe it."

She was expressionless: "She came across."

"..." Shen Yuan looked at the social news broadcast on the TV, "Do you speak this worthy of the school you went to?"

"It's just because you've been up, you should trust me more." Shen Yanbing simply said, "The police didn't believe me who suddenly appeared at my house. I can't just throw people out."

Deng Yan's eyes widened, and she didn't speak for a while, Shen Yuan also slowed down for a while, coughing softly, "...evidence?"

"Suddenly I fell into the bathtub of my house, and I was wearing an ancient wedding dress. I don't know anything about modern society." Shen Yanbing said concisely, "I have a bachelor's degree in science and history, don't I have this judgment?"

"...Wait for me to slow down." Shen Yuan knocked his eyebrows, and Deng Yan opened her mouth, but she didn't say what she wanted to say.

"What about the clothes, I will send Shacheng to the appraisal tomorrow. Auntie must have something to do with it." Shen Yuan made a decisive decision, "Who else knows about this?"

"There's no one." Shen Yanbing leaned back, unloading a big rock in his heart, which always makes people worry about it.

"It's really more and more courageous, this kind of unknown origin...the traversers also dare to leave at home." Shen Yuan drank a sip of tea to moisturize his throat, "I don't want the country to understand this kind of thing!"

"Isn't that no one believes it." Shen Yanbing hugged the blue whale in front of him, "that is, you, will believe me."

"I don't believe it. I'll talk about it when the clothing appraisal results come out."

Although it hasn't been tempered over the years, the details of the weave and cloth of the truly ancient things can't escape in the face of professional instruments, and they can't be easily copied by later generations.

Shen Yanbing chuckled lightly, knowing that the other party believed it.

She relaxed, and even looked at the phone, carelessly: "Brother, I'll leave it to you for your help."

"The census will be in the second half of this year, and it will be much simpler by then." Shen Yuan was distracted, and he didn't react until he had responded casually. "This is a big deal! I have to report it to it, so leave it alone."

Shen Yanbing is not nervous: "You have also seen that people are just a normal girl, and the dynasty he is staying in is not in our world. What can be studied?"

Deng Yan ate the fruit to relieve the shock, "I can't say that. This is a major discovery. Maybe the human space-time travel technology has broken through this way!"

"Yeah, I will die once before crossing." Shen Yanbing raised his head and smiled, "It is indeed a terrible technique."

She looked calm and calm, but she was already sweating behind her back.

— She tried to use the most relaxed language to talk to the two of them, and be sure to minimize the impact.

Based on trust, she can tell them this secret anecdote frankly after entanglement, but it does not mean that she can disclose it to others who do not know the attitude.

Shen Yuan's eyes shrank, and several people fell silent. After a long time, he said: "I will not spread this strange news lightly."

Deng Yan stayed silent for a long time and made a similar guarantee.

Shen Yanbing smiled, "I know you wouldn't do that."

The two are good in the system, but let’s not say that there are several executives who want to hear the report of the crossing. Even if there is iron evidence to confirm the matter, their entire lives as the disclosure of this matter will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes—the career of Shen Yuan and Deng Yan Wind and water rise, all are walking on the ideal path.

When Liming Yue noticed that Shen Yanbing came back, her expression was not quite right.

She was puzzled: "Aren't you going to get the fruit?"

"...Ah yes." Shen Yanbing helped his forehead, "I just ate it downstairs."

Limingyue looked at her, "Are you dizzy?"

"No." Shen Yanbing smiled slightly, picked up a change of clothes and went into the bathroom. "Probably because I was too tired in the afternoon, I will rest early today."

Limingyue nodded, "I'm tired too."

In the bathroom, Shen Yanbing stared at the condensed beads of hot steam across the wall, letting the shower water pour on his head.

She maintained her usual silence, but her chest was uncontrollably suffocated.

In fact, she didn't want to tell her cousin and sister-in-law so early.

She hopes to wait for Liming Yue to adapt to some modern society and behave more like a normal modern girl.

She hoped that Liming Yue left them a simple and pure impression, not a weird one.

Unfortunately, many times, things just happen uncontrollably and spontaneously.

The time is too coincidental, the person is too keen, and she is too tired.

The result is neither too good nor too bad.

How will the two look at Liming Moon tomorrow morning? Does the princess feel strange?

The shower water accidentally soaked into her eyes. She closed her eyes and opened the water to the maximum. The splashing water hit the skin, causing a secret tingling sensation.

When she came out, Limingyue was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the tablet and sometimes scratching and staring at it.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm looking at the sea."

Her Royal Highness has recently learned to use film and television software without a teacher, and the videos inside have shocked her greatly.

At this moment, her search box only has the word [海].

Most of the content of the push is short videos on the beach. Scrolling down is the movie and TV series with the word "sea".

The volume of the tablet was adjusted very low, and Liming Yue didn't listen to the sound very much, so she watched the video without blinking.

"Have you watched it today?" Shen Yanbing sat down beside her, and the soft bedding immediately collapsed.

Limingyue did not answer, and said to herself: "This one is not as good as I saw."

"That's it." Shen Yanbing glanced at the video content, "I use mobile phones to take pictures casually. It would be nice to be able to restore half of the scenery."

"It's a pity." Her Royal Highness was a little disappointed. Ancient people may have an obsession with records. "It would be nice if I could see it at home when I wanted to."

Shen Yanbing's expressionless face was amused: "I'm sorry, my princess, our family may hardly be able to afford a sea view room for a lifetime."

Limingyue knew what a sea view room was, and was ashamed: "I don't mean it, I just want to write it down."

She has always known that she has an excellent memory, but recently she has discovered that the days of Jingchao in the past have gradually become blurred, flashing roughly like a revolving lantern.

The joys and sorrows of the past have become boring, and the scenery of the palace has also been misted.

It's easy to lose the past, she doesn't want to.

Shen Yanbing had no objection to the idea that the princess wanted to record.

Don't modern people also like to pat and post all kinds of dynamics? This is not a good way to integrate into modern society.

She quit the screen page and taught her to use its rear camera.

Liming Yue lifted the tablet unnaturally, facing the bed, and took a picture under the guidance of Shen Yanbing.

Although Shen Yanbing had demonstrated to her when she was on the balcony of her home before, she couldn't help but be amazed when she saw this photo.

Liming Yue thought of the video she just saw, and couldn't help but ask: "Why does the sea change so much when it is photographed?"

"Scenery is inherently difficult to take." Shen Yanbing has always had low requirements for taking pictures, and naturally he has never bought SLR equipment, so he had to say casually, "Keeping it in mind is the most important thing."

"Yeah." Liming Yue couldn't hear the perfunctory, and nodded seriously, "I will always remember."

Remember the color of the sky, remember the taste of the sea breeze, remember the touch of the fine sand, remember all the fragmentary details.

Shen Yanbing was no longer upset, opened the quilt and sat down against the edge of the bed.

Limingyue had been at the beach for a long time today, and she was a little tired and lay on the other side of the bed with some restraint.

—This is the first time she slept with someone.

When Shen Yanbing asked her, she didn't dare to refuse hypocritically, feeling awkward and expecting.

She couldn't tell what it felt like.

The mattress in the guest bedroom is very soft, and Liming Yue moves a little bit, which can be clearly felt by another person.

She stretched her limbs carefully, holding her breath, feeling nervous.

Shen Yanbing sat leaning on the bed, wearing glasses, expressionless, his eyes kept from the phone.

As if not paying attention to her movement at all.

Limingyue let out a sigh of relief, and was a bit unspeakable loss.

Modern people's fascination with mobile phones always puzzled her, and Shen Yanbing obviously didn't feel like having fun.

Limingyue stared at the ceiling, sleepy and drowsy for a while.

She felt her soul drifting away, and lying here was just an empty shell.

She died on the night of her wedding.

All are red, with red curtains, red beds, and red candle wax.

There is also the red-eyed Yang Wenxiao—her cohort.

Limingyue was exhausted physically and mentally. The two did not say a few words, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she drank the cup of Heyu in silence.

She saw relief from Yang Wenxiao's eyes—he could continue his official career.

There is no need to face the snickers of the world.

He did not marry a woman whose ambition is higher than the sky.

What was Jingchao without Princess Zhaoyue?

Liming Yue has watched the historical documentary for so long and already understands that it is just a small dust falling under the annual ring of the years.

The suffering she suffered outside the palace in childhood, and the survival of her life after returning to the palace, all disappeared like smoke.

In the palace forbidden city, talking about feelings is the most extravagant. She counted the first half of her life, but she couldn't tell who really loved her.

The one who hates her for complaining about her is innumerable with one hand.

Liming Yueyi stepped into the air—

Fall into nothingness.

Shen Yanbing has been paying some attention to the people around him.

Liming Yue was obviously not very stable in sleep, frowning, lips moving, she didn't know what she was muttering.

It doesn't seem to be a good thing anyway.

She suddenly turned over, facing Shen Yanbing's side, her eyelids trembling.

"Nightmare?" Shen Yanbing frowned slightly, but the next moment, she saw a line of tears dripping from Liming Yue's closed eyes.

She folded her hands tightly in her heart, her brows stretched out, and her face fell asleep peacefully.

Shen Yanbing pulled the sliding quilt to her shoulder and turned off the light.

The night is silent, good night and good dreams.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your subscription~

Since signing the contract until now, I have actually been distressed about the name of the article. Readers who have been chasing after it may know that I changed the dynasty setting with the editor’s great suggestion, so that Jingchao has become a completely overhead history, and thus becomes a parallel time and space. .

But the result of this is that the original title "from a thousand years ago" is not very tenable (fortunately, the cuteness has not come up with it yet).

I am a person who cares about these details very much, so I can’t help but think about it, so don’t be surprised if you see me change the title of the book later (cover your face), it may not be changed, I just want to witness this together. Friends of the story first explain haha~

I haven't thought of any suitable title of the book. Maybe it's a literary style? Let’s talk about what is appropriate in the future, Ort