Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

When Shen Yanbing returned, Liming Yue was enjoying Japanese food gracefully.

She saw the empty table opposite, and took a seat indifferently, "How's the taste?"

"Very good." Limingyue replied, "Occasionally it is good to eat once. I prefer Chinese food."

Shen Yanbing smiled: "I'll take you to a French meal again if I have the opportunity."

Neither of them can be called foodies, their desire for good food is not high, and their appetite is also small. Shen Yan doesn't get much freezing, but it took several rounds to get everything done.

"Fortunately, I didn't take you to the self-help." Shen Yanbing sighed, "We are all going to go, the boss should have fun."

Limingyue understood, and smiled, "I still like to eat at home."

With that said, Liming Yue had the passion to cook again, and Shen Yanbing's shining eyes fixed on her forehead.

——She didn't dare to let Her Royal Highness enter the kitchen. It's okay to fry the kitchen. It hurts to hurt her hand.

Always eating takeaway and frozen food is not a long-term solution. Shen Yanbing made up his mind to cultivate his cooking skills.

The next day, the good news of Liming Yue’s award spread all the way from the Binh University Academy of Fine Arts to the Bincheng Calligraphers Association, and soon received an invitation from the local Calligraphers Association.

To be honest, Liming Yue didn't have much interest, but both Liu Yu and Shen Yanbing asked her to try to get in touch.

"It's always necessary to deal with people who don't know in this circle, but it's hard to move." Liu Yu called her and talked about a lot of precautions at the same time, for fear that the calf born in the first day of dawn and moon would accidentally step on the thunder of the old antiques.

Liming Yue remembered to be serious, she was not afraid of life, especially after gradually getting acquainted with the modern environment, the human relationship has become more and more natural.

When she came back that day, Shen Yanbing was learning how to fry fish in the kitchen while asking her about her situation.

"Just praise and praise." Liming Yue was a little tired, and she became energetic when she smelled the scent of fish, "You praise me, I praise you, it's endless."

Shen Yanbing laughed, "It seems that you have mastered the essence of dealing with them."

Limingyue took the line of calligraphy creation, not calligraphy theory or calligraphy education. There is indeed no need to speak plainly to make people unpleasant.

The fried fish is a little mushy when it comes out of the pan, but the overall appearance is out of the ordinary.

Shen Yanbing tried it by himself, "Yes, it just takes a bit of time and effort."

Liming Yue now also feels that it is not worthwhile to bore people in the kitchen for an hour for a meal-Shen Yanbing's time is very precious.

"Let's order takeaway in the future." Liming Yue looked at her with her cheek, "Or wait for me to make enough money, ask Auntie to cook."

Although Shen Yanbing was pleased that the other party was sensible, he still had to point out, "Auntie, we can invite you now, but do you want to have one more person in your family?"

Liming Yue immediately shook his head and thought for a while, "It would be nice if the house is bigger."

It is best to bring a floor, so that you can leave enough private space.

Shen Yanbing looked at her seriously and felt that the other party was too naive.

Liming Yue really had serious considerations.

"I have followed these few calligraphy and painting auctions, and there have been many high-priced transactions--"

"Then do you pay attention to their age?"

Shen Yanbing smiled and said, "You are probably the first person I have ever seen to buy a villa in order to hire a nanny."

"...Okay." Liming Yue was a little discouraged.

In fact, she likes the current apartment very much. Her initial understanding of the world was constructed in this room, which carries too many memories of her.

What she didn't like was the feeling of powerlessness that she couldn't do anything.

Feeling her depression, Shen Yanbing stretched out her finger and nodded her eyebrows, "I don't like having a stranger in the house. Tell me what you want to eat in the future, how about?"

Limingyue looked up: "It's a waste of your time, and you obviously don't like cooking."

"That's because I was alone in the past." Shen Yanbing supported his chin and smiled slightly. "It's boring to cook and wash the dishes by yourself."

"It's different now." She looked at Limingyue with a straightforward and affectionate tone.

She said: "Now I enjoy it all."

No matter how cumbersome and troublesome things are, they can become sweet and sweet because of the arrival of another person.

Liming Yue's chopsticks were placed on the fried fish, and there was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

A few days later, Limingyue submitted the application form for membership of the National Calligraphers Association, and wrote another study piece, which was sent to the newly-acquainted vice-chairman of the local calligraphers association along with the copy of the ID card and the certificate of the gold award at the Lanting Exhibition.

"The Book Association no longer accepts personal declarations." Liu Yu reminded her at that time, "Remember to know a few book association members, and you will be able to push them up after a while."

Facts have proved that this is indeed the most direct and rapid way.

"This is because you won the Lanting Exhibition Gold Medal." Shen Yanbing corrected her, "They are now vying to invite you to join, there is no reason why you are stuck."

Liming Yue smiled, "Thank them too."

Perhaps because there was no support in the palace, Princess Zhaoyue understood the truth of being a human very early, and did not despise anyone, even the insignificant subordinate servants-this habit also helped her subsequent reputation and peace of mind.了基。 The foundation.

It didn't take long for Shen Yanbing to receive news from Zheng Ke.

A series of thumbs-up emojis followed by a question: "Next week, come here?"

The Lanting Exhibition lasts for a week, and two days on weekends are grand occasions. There are countless calligraphers from all over the world. It is a rare exchange place.

As a gold medal winner, no one will give up such an opportunity to show up.

Shen Yanbing looked at Limingyue sitting at the desk, and asked first, "Does Teacher Liu have an appointment with you to go to Shacheng?"

"Yes." Limingyue replied, looking over, "I refused."

Shen Yanbing smiled, "Why didn't you mention it to me, what if I don't go?"

Shacheng is her hometown. The exhibition is held by the Zheng family. The girlfriend is the winner. Shen Yanbing has no reason not to go, but she still wants to tease each other.

Limingyue looked at her on her elbow and replied, "Then I won't go either."

This is an unexpected answer.

Shen Yanbing did not expect that the other party would seriously give up such an opportunity and beg her to go with him without the slightest joking.

It was simple, but it also made her feel a little uneasy.

Liming Yue seemed completely unacceptable to leave her.

Before going to bed, Shen Yanbing was checking the ticket, and seeing that Limingyue had been keeping his eyes open, he simply called her to come and take a look.

"Teach you how to buy tickets." She beckoned, "Do you want to take the plane or the high-speed train?"

Limingyue looked at the screen without blinking, and she seemed to be tangled when she heard the words, and asked, "Can't you all sit down?"

Shen Yanbing smiled, "Then go by plane and come back by high-speed rail."

"Enter your ID number." She handed the phone to the other party, "Remember?"

On the day Liming Yue got it, she remembered that she was so well-known that she could even memorize Shen Yanbing's ID number.

"A string of numbers is the proof that we are in this world." Liming Yue had some strange feelings, but she couldn't tell.

Shen Yanbing took the phone, touched her somewhat cold hand, and stuffed it into the quilt, "Don’t catch the cold, it’s low at night--this is not just a string of numbers. From birth to death, all your files, The trajectory of life is inside."

Liming Yueren shrank a little, and the quilt covered her shoulders and half of her face. She screamed, "It doesn't have the first half of my life."

Anyone with the intention of checking it will know that there is still a film between her and the world, which can't be pierced or opened.

She has a past that does not belong to this world.

Shen Yanbing suddenly touched her head, slid his hand down, resting on her shoulder.

"Wait a few years later, looking back at the present, maybe you will feel differently." Shen Yanbing looked at her sideways, "You are now young and you have been here for a short time. The past ten years have accounted for most of your entire life. ,but……"

"But I have you now." Liming Yue leaned her head on her shoulder, "How far will you go with me? It will be more than the past eighteen years."

"This way you are most of my life." She muttered to herself in a low voice, hugging Shen Yanbing's arm.

Shen Yanbing found it difficult for him to make such a promise.

She is not a person who can easily make a guarantee, the weight of the promise is too heavy, and the future is always changing.

Limingyue seemed to be just talking to herself, unable to wait for Shen Yanbing's answer, she closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Shen Yanbing leaned against the bed, pondered for a moment, and after a while carefully withdrew his arm, looked at Liming Yue's sleeping face, raised his hand to turn off the light.

When I woke up the next day, Liming Yue seemed to have forgotten about it, and served his breakfast as usual, not entangled in yesterday's answer at all.

Shen Yanbing breathed a sigh of relief, but he was worried about the other party's words in his heart.

The 19-year-old Limingyue can dream about their beautiful future, but the 28-year-old Shen Yanbing has already stepped into reality.

This doesn't care about wisdom, but things are impermanent.

After going to school, Zhou Ying greeted her, glanced around, and shared gossip with her, "You know, counselor, it's Guo Jing, something happened!"

Shen Yanbing frowned and didn't want to bother: "How many are you this month?"

In addition to the selection of deputy senior officials, other participations have also started this month. The anonymous report letters are one after another. Every morning, Zhou Ying's melons have not stopped.

"Remember Liu Xianming's style problem?" Zhou Ying lowered his voice, "It's true, Guo Jing is the one he kept coming in."

Liu Xianming was the dean's disciple who had the highest winning percentage when he was running for deputy high school with Shen Yanbing. The last two of them lost the election. Shen Yanbing didn't care, but the opponent overwhelmed Zhongbao in this selection.

Zhou Ying also guessed that another candidate had deliberately hacked him. After all, this kind of thing would be unclear if it was too much to say, but it turned out to be true.

He also blatantly put his lover in the liberal arts college.

Shen Yanbing was a little bit sighed when he thought of the turbulent young girl.

"Is it clear how difficult it is to enter Binda University now-Guo Jing has squeezed out a few prestigious doctors." Zhou Ying is unfair. "I don't know how to make public announcements, but now someone raises questions."

"Does the squeezed person have no objection?" Shen Yanbing asked casually, and quickly realized that there are too many subjective points for this kind of interview, and there will be no handle at all.

There was nothing new under the sun, and the two of them didn't say anything anymore.

Shen Yanbing's class today was in the third or fourth morning. When he went to the teaching building, he turned on the projector as usual and looked at the students under the stage, and he rarely felt strange.

The gaze she swept across suddenly froze--

Limingyue sat in the penultimate row with a notebook and a gel pen, and smiled at her.

The author has something to say: Today is also a day without abuse, and there will be no more abuse in the future, dear ones, don't worry.

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