Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

The next morning, Shen Yanbing only woke up at about nine o'clock. When he went to the living room, he saw Liming Yue sitting at the small round table and didn't know how long he had been practicing handwriting.

—The princess who is very hardworking.

She yawned, suddenly remembered, and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Limingyue looked up at her and shook his head, "Why did you come out?"

"..." Shen Yanbing was a little guilty, "This is the normal time for modern young people to wake up on vacation."

Limingyue still doesn't know the Arabic numerals, and naturally can't understand the time on the wall clock in the living room.

But looking at the weather and the reaction of the biological clock, she also knew that it was definitely not early.

After washing briefly, Shen Yanbing ordered a takeaway, and waited for several frozen custard packets to be steamed out of the oven.

She greeted Limingyue to come and pad her belly.

"Didn't I say, take the things in the refrigerator and eat by yourself." Shen Yanbing took a bite, and the delicate and warm custard lightly touched the tip of his tongue, taking away the exhaustion of waking up.

Liming Yue obviously liked the taste very much.

After chewing and swallowing a few mouthfuls, he embarrassedly said, "I don't know how to make it."

Those foods were mostly things she had never seen before.

Shen Yanbing smiled, "I didn't think about it well."

She plans to write a refrigerator food guide.

In the morning, the two were in peace, Shen Yanbing was in the study and writing, Liming Yue quietly watched the documentary and took notes.

—She already knows how to use the remote control.

Approaching noon, the surveillance screen in the hallway suddenly rang a bell.

Limingyue was scared by the slightly harsh sound, raised her head, boldly approached the entrance.

The screen shows the surveillance downstairs—someone is ringing the doorbell.

What Shen Yanbing saw when she came out of the study was that His Royal Highness was staring at the monitor unblinkingly, as if she didn't understand what it was.

She chuckled, approached, and opened the door downstairs.

The takeaway boy quickly came in and went upstairs.

"This is surveillance." Shen Yanbing pointed to a corner of the living room and explained to Liming Yue, "Did you see that camera? It can see the situation in this room, and then it can be transmitted to other places, such as this screen, such as mine. cell phone."

"Not only are there such cameras downstairs, they are everywhere in modern public places."

Liming Yue frowned: "Why can it see so far?"

She could not understand, let alone the concept of transmission.

Shen Yanbing had some poor words, and was annoyed by his poor knowledge, so he could only offer a quotation of ten thousand gold oil: "You will gradually understand later."

Fortunately, Liming Yue didn't complain about her perfunctory, but nodded very sincerely and earnestly.

The takeaway boy quickly took the elevator and knocked on the door. Shen Yanbing took the takeaway, unpacked and placed it on the table.

This time she ordered two rice noodles, one sour and the other not spicy.

Limingyue has never seen noodles and rice noodles before, picking it up with chopsticks unskillfully, and eating slowly.

Shen Yanbing looked at her and suddenly smiled, "You are too slow, come here."

She remembered the scene of eating noodles when she was a child. She always had to roll the noodles into a ball with chopsticks, and then bite it down.

It will not be too hot, nor will it **** and splash.

Limingyue followed her approach, and soon curled up like a look.

"It's delicious." Her rare smile was grinning, and she was innocent and a little foul.

Shen Yanbing looked at her, his chopsticks stirred unconsciously, and smiled slightly.

—It seems pretty good to leave such a cutie at home.

In the afternoon, the sun was warm, and the rain in Bincheng the day before had no shadows, only the lush greenery remembered all the moisture.

The indoor air conditioner is inseparable for eternal transportation, and the temperature is always kept at the best feeling.

Liming Yue flipped through the atlas and scrolled the globe interestingly—she had long been interested in this modern geography.

"We are on a planet called the Earth, which is a sphere with slightly flattened poles and slightly bulged equator."

She repeated Shen Yanbing's words in her heart.

"The equator is..."

Her finger made a mark on the equator of the globe.

People in Jingchao believed in Tianyuan.

Limingyue often looked at the sky when he was young. The sun is round and the moon is round.

She told the teacher in the palace that the land we stepped on might also be round.

The old lady only praised the imagination of the princess.

Liming Yue now sees this globe made of science, and feels that the old lady is still wrong.

She did not imagine that it was not a circle, but a sphere.

Shen Yanbing looked at her constantly turning the earth, which had accumulated dust for a long time, and was a little bit amused.

"Can you find where we are?"

Upon hearing this, Liming Yue stopped rolling her hand, which was endlessly happily rolling, and stared at the small print on it earnestly.

She quickly pointed out the approximate range.

Shen Yanbing nodded: "Yes, you know a lot of words now."

Liming Yue revealed a shallow pear vortex, modestly: "It's okay."

In the afternoon, she was holding the globe and atlas, wishing to immediately start learning world history.

-This continuous expansion of cognition has brought her great spiritual pleasure!

Shen Yanbing was very convinced by the independent learning spirit of the princess, and couldn't help but reflect on his salted fish.

Of course, she has to do this kind of reflection dozens of times a week.

Limingyue carefully flipped through the atlas, political district maps, topographic maps, and climate maps, and his curiosity couldn't stop.

Shen Yanbing occasionally explained a few words, and most of the time he checked the information and played the video when he received the question.

"How these videos are made, it's amazing." Limingyue watched the pictures constantly change, explaining the principles of each phenomenon simply and clearly, and admiration for modern science has increased to countless levels, and the superstitions that have evolved from difficulties have been solved. The color fades a little bit.

"I don't know how to do it either." Shen Yanbing raised his eyes and focused a little bit on the simple elementary school student science video, "but it shouldn't be difficult."

Liming Yue was a little excited, his eyes gleaming.

Although Shen Yanbing didn't want to hit her, he had to say, "I'm still far from you."

The princess doesn't even know what the internet is.

Limingyue was still smiling, and the little chicken nodded like a peck.

Shen Yanbing was suddenly curious about the other side's deeds before crossing—he wouldn't be too obscure to think about it.

Limingyue is much fresher than the princesses she has known in historical materials.

It is a pity that Jing Chao does not exist in this world, even if she collects many ancient books, she can't find relevant information.

Everything is useless.

A Dawn Moon that came from the past time and space by accident, the Dawn Moon that has little meaning to the history of China, is it really necessary to take the unknown risk and hand it over to the country?

Shen Yanbing actually already has the answer.

When the ancients came to the modern age, the most important thing is to survive, and then try their best to live this hard-won life.

She looked at Limingyue, who was looking through the album lovingly, her eyes bright.

The hour hand points to five o'clock little by little.

Shen Yanbing lay on the sofa looking at the e-book, and got up after a long time.

Limingyue looked at her, "Are we still eating... takeaway?"

Shen Yanbing raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise?"

"...Takeaway is expensive." Liming Yue whispered.

Shen Yanbing was surprised and chuckled, "You think for me."

After all, she also felt that it was not a big deal to take the princess to order takeaway. She rummaged in the refrigerator, took a few eggs and vegetables and walked to the kitchen.

Although she is a kitchen waste, she still knows how to wash rice and cook.

Shen Yanbing didn't care what he wanted cold rice to fry. When the rice was cooked, he would knock the eggs in the pan and fry them.

On the table, Limingyue saw a bowl of soft and burnt fried rice.

"It's egg fried rice." Shen Yanbing emphasized the word "egg". Although the egg white and egg yolk are all mixed with the rice grains, there is no trace of the original.

Limingyue was surprised that the small space could actually make food—she didn't even smell the fireworks.

"Although it looks mediocre, but the taste should be okay." Shen Yanbing is quite confident, although she doesn't go into the kitchen very much, and she never reads the recipes when she believes in her freedom.

A group of people in the Shen family once analyzed the reasons for her self-confidence—probably, the sense of dedication can really overwhelm the sense of taste.

Limingyue took a sip.

She paused with her chopsticks, looked up at Shen Yanbing who was adding chili sauce to the fried rice in her bowl, and swallowed quietly.

Shen Yanbing's fried rice relies on chili sauce to taste, and he is confident at the moment: "It's really good to make a meal occasionally."

Limingyue nodded and hesitated: "Can I learn to cook in the future?"

Everything in the kitchen looks very high-end, and she is a little worried that she will not be able to learn it.

"Of course it can." Shen Yanbing naturally couldn't ask for someone who would like to cook, "I will teach you tomorrow!"

Although she never reads recipes, she has no psychological pressure to study and study for others.

Liming Yue got permission and relaxed a little—she could finally play a role here.

Shen Yanbing taught Limingyue to wash the dishes after the meal. Her Royal Highness was curious about the equipment in the kitchen. She squeezed the detergent onto the dishcloth to smoothly remove the greasiness of the dishes.

Shen Yanbing stared at her movements, her white and delicate fingers stretched out in the flushing water, and she was not very proficient but was washing them very seriously.

Porcelain bowls were also used in the Jingchao imperial palace. The touch of modern industrial porcelain made Liming Yue unavoidably feel cordial.

Then Shen Yanbing taught her to use hand sanitizer. Her Royal Highness rubbed up the fine foam and smelled the fragrance in her hands, revealing a shallow pear vortex.

—Although there are many discomforts to modern times, everything is still smooth.

She felt lucky that Shen Yanbing was indeed a good person.

Shen Yanbing didn't know that he had been issued a good person card again, and finished talking:

"Get ready to go out, I've agreed to take you to buy clothes."

Limingyue answered when she heard the words, and after learning the actions of Shen Yanbing yesterday, she tied herself with a loose low pony tail.

Shen Yanbing looked at Her Royal Highness who was looking in the mirror, and walked over, "What's the matter?"

Liming Yue held the comb, melancholy: "It doesn't look like the one you pierced."

Shen Yanbing looked carefully, and compared with yesterday's lively and fresh high ponytail, today's low and low beams are more quiet and elegant.

She laughed: "Very good, so be it."

Limingyue had no objection, changed into the short-sleeved cropped trousers that the other party handed over, stepped on sandals, and finally went out.

"Like yesterday, talk less and watch more." Shen Yanbing pressed the elevator button while emphasizing.

There was no one in the stairwell, and the elevator was rarely empty when it was opened.

"Just let me teach you how to recognize Arabic numerals." She pressed down the first floor, pointed to these rows of numbers, and read out one, two, three, four, five, six, and Liming Yue quickly corresponded to the writing of Chinese characters.

"This is?" Shen Yanbing pointed at "19" like a test of her.

Limingyue quickly answered: "Nineteen."

"Very well, this number is the floor we live in." Shen Yanbing praised, the elevator door just opened automatically on the first floor, "If there is any problem, I will explain later."

"Okay." Liming Yueyi still kept up, and glanced back at the elevator doors that would open and close automatically.