Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

Zhou Ying was calling.

"I send you so many messages without replying! I'm waiting for you!"

Shen Yanbing rubbed his forehead, "What?"

She sat back to her mind, touched her feet on the ground, and reached out to pick up the blanket and pillow that had fallen.

"Song is still off the list! A treat tonight—"

Shen Yanbing flipped through the unread messages, and the expression on his originally lacking interest was suddenly surprised.

"You can't guess it, people are much more frank than you!"

"I didn't expect it."

Song is still the most introverted in their small circle. He has a good personality, but he can't get into an intimate relationship.

A group of people often worry about her love plan, but this time it was silently announced by the official!

"She treats?" Shen Yanbing stood up, stretched his waist, and such things as a treat didn't sound like Song Li's style.

Not stingy, but embarrassed.

"Is it like a different person? It's probably her boyfriend who mentioned it. You must come and have a look!"

Shen Yanbing smiled lightly, glanced at the time, and saw Liming Yue, who had been burying his head, bends his mouth when he was about to respond, "...I will look at it again."

Zhou Ying smelled something unusual, with a weird tone, "Aren't you still remembering your ex?"

"...No." Shen Yanbing heard the ghost cry and wolf howling from the other side again, frowning, "Where are you?"

"Music bar, really, someone will sing before the evening." She went back and walked in the other direction, trying to reduce the noise, "still they have arrived, come soon!"

Shen Yanbing was still wondering what reason to refuse, Zhou Ying had already hung up the phone and sent the location.

She turned her head, Liming Yue didn't pretend to bury her head, and looked at her seriously.

Shen Yanbing couldn't bear the sincere and persistent eyes of the other party the most: "I may have to go out later."

Liming Yue only hummed.

Shen Yanbing took a nap, recovered a lot of energy, got up and walked around, drinking water and remembered: "Then I will teach you to cook another day."

After finishing speaking, she only looked at her Royal Highness seriously—

"... Are you writing?"

Liming Yue was absent-minded and was holding the gel pen with a brush subconsciously.

She reacted and immediately turned into a standard modern pen holding position: "Yeah."

Shen Yanbing moved his head and glanced, smiling: "Very good, where did you learn it?"

Her Royal Highness has actually learned to use Arabic numerals to indicate serial numbers, and to take notes separately.

Liming Yue pointed to the atlas: "In the book."

Shen Yanbing admired the other party's ability to learn, and remembered the dinner party just mentioned. She didn't go there too shamelessly, but what Liming Yue should do is another question.

"I will bring you back dinner later?"

Limingyue didn't nod her head, but looked up at her, "Are you going to eat with friends?"

"Yes." Shen Yanbing sat down beside her, "may be back later, I can also order takeaway for you now."

The thought of taking Limingyue out only flashed past, and she was quickly forgotten by her.

"Yeah." Limingyue stopped looking at her, lowered her head and repeated those words.

Shen Yanbing felt the other party's gloom and was speechless for a while, turned on the phone and saw the restaurant photo from Zhou Ying.

The sky is still bright outside, but the dining bar is not too bright, colorful lighting, circular lanterns on the ceiling, and little singers playing guitar on the concert stage.

Limingyue was still doing her own thing on her own, but the low pressure that it emitted made Shen Yanbing know clearly that the other party was not studying hard at the moment.

This temper...Shen Yanbing smiled helplessly. After all, His Royal Highness is a Princess, and she is used to it. Even if she comes to modern times and knows to converge, she can only reluctantly agree with a bitter face.

She was already browsing the takeaway page and suddenly closed the screen and drew the pen that the other party had written so hard, "Want to go out?"

Liming Yue's hands were suddenly empty, and Wu Liang's eyes moved a little, struggling for a long time: "...no more."

Shen Yanbing laughed lightly, "Really not going? Then you have to eat takeaway alone."

"Go!" Limingyue blurted out, turned her head in embarrassment and turned her head away, adding, "You want me to go."

I am not entangled to go.

Shen Yanbing always easily understood the other party's inexplicable subtext, and smiled: "Okay, I want you to go."

"Get up and tidy up."

Limingyue revealed a shallow pear vortex.

The music restaurant was not close, and Shen Yanbing took Limingyue to the parking lot on the first floor for the first time.

Limingyue was quite unaccustomed to this gloomy and gloomy environment, and the countless iron driver seats parked neatly made her feel uneasy.

Shen Yanbing found his car, opened the passenger seat for her, "get in first."

There was a crowd between the two cars. Her Royal Highness hesitated. The newly bought casual white shoes stepped on the treads and got in smoothly.

Shen Yanbing closed the door of the co-pilot, took a half-circle back to the driver's seat, helped her pull out the seat belt, and leaned over to fasten it: "See how to fasten it? This is a seat belt. You must fasten it in the car. "

Liming Yue seemed to understand, and the two of them were close to each other. She blinked and answered clearly.

Shen Yanbing fastened himself skillfully and naturally, and the princess pulled the seat belt that bound him in front of him and stretched it interestingly.

Cars in the parking lot in midsummer are very hot.

Shen Yanbing **** his loose hair at will, turned on the air conditioner, air-conditioning came out, and started to set off.

Liming Yue watched in surprise as the vehicle moved and drove out of the gloomy underground. The poles on the roadside were lifted, and they became a member of the car crowd.

But her excitement did not last long.

Her Royal Highness held her forehead and leaned her head uncomfortably.

Under the traffic lights, Shen Yanbing turned his head: "Motion sickness?"

On the impulse, she just wanted to take the other person out to see the world, but she neglected this question-after all, the motion sickness friend next to her was almost extinct.

Her Royal Highness is obviously in poor condition.

The setting sun outside the car window was stained with large clouds of red, she only closed her eyes, her face pale and she did not dare to speak.

Now is the time for traffic jams.

Shen Yanbing unscrewed a bottle of mineral water to her, and turned on Bluetooth music.

Limingyue didn't say a word from beginning to end, and closed his eyes for a while every time the car moved.

The means of transportation that modern people take for granted is obviously more than a psychological shock to an ancient person.

"Close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Shen Yanbing tried his best to make his car speed steady, and the action of stepping on the brake accelerator was also lightly slowed down.

Limingyue's face was bleak, but she nodded hard.

"If you can't hold it, just vomit it in this bag." Shen Yanbing sighed. It's not easy to find a convenient parking place on the road.

Limingyue unfolded the bag she handed, and lay weakly with her eyes closed.

Shen Yanbing looked at her from time to time while driving the car.

Her Royal Highness, who was originally white, gave her an almost transparent and crisp feeling at this moment.

The afterglow of the setting sun faintly fell on her body, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips were tightly closed, and her ears shattered.

No matter how simple a short shirt can't hide her face.

When it arrived at the location, it was a quarter of an hour later.

With strong support, Liming Yue rolled up the unused plastic bags, opened the door and got out of the car under Shen Yanbing's instructions.

The evening in Bencheng is always dark very quickly, and the sunset that I saw first disappears for a while.

Liming Yue looked at everything around him curiously.

The head is full of hanging uneven rattan colored balls, the semi-partitioned long table opens to the private room, and there are musicians playing in front of the vertical microphone on the open space of the bar.

It was just the meal, and it was difficult to find an empty space at the indoor dining table. She followed Shen Yanbing, for fear that she would disappear if she was not careful.

She was blocked several times by the waiter holding the tray.

Shen Yanbing turned around, waited for a long time to follow her, and smiled: "Do you know what to do if you get lost?"

She was just joking, where could it be thrown in such a big place.

But Limingyue has no sense of security in this unfamiliar environment.

Upon hearing this, she suddenly grabbed Shen Yanbing's wrist.

In the aisle, under the lights, the surrounding noise suddenly stopped, and Shen Yanbing saw the bright apricot eyes with worry.

Limingyue's voice was very small, but it came into her ears clearly: "Don't leave me."

Shen Yanbing was about to break away from her hand for a while, then smiled suddenly: "Okay."

She let the other party grab her wrist and walked slowly to the predetermined table.

Zhou Ying readily agreed when he saw the other party saying that he wanted to bring a friend, but he still couldn't hold back his surprise when he saw the person coming.

Another companion at the table greeted them and asked them the names of their friends with a smile.

Limingyue glanced at Shen Yanbing, then carefully said after the other party nodded: "My name is Limingyue."

Zhou Ying and several people were still looking at her. She thought for a while and added: "Li at dawn, bright moon with breeze and moon."

"Good name!" Zhou Ying seemed to be sincere in everything he said, and introduced himself again in a hurry.

Limingyue only responded occasionally and didn't talk much.

With so good eyes, Zhou Ying had noticed that the other party frequently glanced at Shen Yanbing, who was recounting the past with another friend.

On the other side, a friend who had known Shen Yanbing's sexuality had already started teasing, winking, and whispering: "Where is the little beauty, she looks pretty young!"

Shen Yanbing poured a cup of tea speechlessly, and the resident artist began to sing while playing. It was noisy. The Princess sitting across the table looked down, wondering if they could hear their conversation.

"Distant relatives from other places who are not familiar with their lives, family members want me to help."

She thought about her words on the way here, and she spoke fluently and without guilty conscience.

"All right, high school or college? It's not very talkative."

Shen Yanbing directly skipped the previous question, and patted the other side's arm that was close to her shoulder. "People are introverted and afraid of life."

After finishing talking, Zhou Ying, who had eaten closed doors on the other side, squeezed over and sat down, complaining in a low voice that the little beauty Bingshan was a little mute, and Shen Yanbing got up disgustedly, "Are they still? Why isn't the protagonist here?"

"Let's play at the bar."

Shen Yanbing followed the direction and looked. On one side of the stage, a familiar figure was playing with some instrument, smiling and talking to the man beside him.

The waiter had already started serving dishes on the table. Zhou Ying ordered a few bottles of wine, and said to the standing Shen Yanbing: "Just in time, you call them to come over for dinner!"

Shen Yanbing was mildly short-sighted and didn't wear glasses, but he still easily recognized Song still who was too familiar.

She approached, and the other party's new boyfriend who was smiling and spoiled unexpectedly gave her a sense of familiarity.

"Still." Shen Yanbing waved slightly, and Song still showed a pleasant smile immediately and strode towards her, "Yan Bingbing!"

The two people who hadn’t seen each other for a long time hugged and quickly let go. Song still’s boyfriend also walked over, paying great attention to his girlfriend’s old friend, and stretched out a hand—

Shen Yanbing squinted slightly, and all the memory fragments that should have dissipated were suddenly pieced together, and the inexplicable sense of familiarity found the source in an instant.

"Hello, my name is Qiu Feng."

Under the polite self-introduction of the other party, Shen Yanbing was rarely in a daze. He was sluggish for a few seconds before holding it back. Qiu Feng didn't care and laughed, "I know you, Shen Yanbing."

Shen Yanbing laughed lightly, yes, she also knew Qiu Feng.

-Xu Nuo's fiance Qiu Feng.