Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

After dinner, Shen Yanbing took the princess back to the office. Zhou Ying had already left work, and she had to prepare for a self-study speech later—in fact, there was nothing to prepare, and all she had to do was to perform on-the-spot after finishing the outline.

Limingyue stood in front of the glass bookcase in the office, looked at the densely packed traditional books inside for a while, and sat next to her with an office chair.

Shen Yanbing's handwriting is highly recognizable and elegant, and the random drafts are also pleasing to the eye.

The sky outside gradually dimmed, and Liming Yue put her arm on the desk, slowly looking at the book borrowed from the library.

Shen Yanbing made a sound on the computer keyboard, and Liming Yue sat aside, turning his head down and turning the page, listening to the sound, feeling very relieved.

When the evening self-study was about to start, there was a knock on the office door. Shen Yanbing glanced at the counselor's WeChat that he had just received on his phone, and sighed, "Please come in."

As soon as Guo Jing entered the door, he saw the familiar girl lying beside Shen Yanbing's desk, and made no secret of the surprise on his face.

"What's the classmate's surname? I often see you haha." She smiled and slapped, before she got the answer, she looked at Shen Yanbing, "Mr. Shen, we should go now."

Shen Yanbing responded and looked at Limingyue again, "I'll be back later."

Guo Jing had seen Liming Yue in the office more than once, but he had not figured out how many people were involved before. He initially thought it was a student of the college. After finding no one, he guessed that it was Zhou Ying’s friend—every time she came to see it. Zhou Ying talked and laughed with the girl.

Until today, I realized that the man was originally brought by Shen Yanbing.

Guo Jing laughed, "Student Li is also a college student, isn't he? Is taking a leave of absence? How about going to listen."

"It's boring. Just wait for me here." Shen Yanbing skipped the first two questions, looked at Limingyue, and gave the other party the right to choose, "Want to go to the classroom?"

Liming Yue's eyes drifted for a few seconds before closing the book, "Want to go."

"Hey, young people, deal more with your peers, don't get bored." Guo Jing led the way, went downstairs to an appointment with another class teacher, and walked to the teaching building together.

The College of Liberal Arts of Bin University only started to study late in the past few years. There are no teachers or students on duty, all of which rely on self-consciousness.

The class led by Shen Yanbing was assigned to a small amphitheater. It was the first time that Liming Yue saw a modern classroom of this design. He was asked to enter through the back door and quietly sat in the back row.

The classroom seats were not full, and a lot of them were scattered and empty, and they were also empty around Liming Yue.

Guo Jing opened his mouth, and all the students raised their heads, and when they saw the class teacher who appeared very infrequently, they were instantly energetic.

Shen Yanbing stepped onto the podium and saw with sharp eyes that everyone was busy hiding the mobile game interface and sliding out the online shopping icons, slightly smiling.

She joked from here, and naturally chatted about everyone's learning status and her own reading experience. Her voice was steady and calm, and her attitude quickly drew everyone's attention away.

Limingyue sat in the back row, the stairs were high, she could see everything on the podium without any obstacles.

She fixedly looked at Shen Yanbing with her arms folded on the table.

The two glanced at each other, Shen Yanbing curled the corners of his lips calmly, paused, and continued to talk about his study in the College of Arts.

She asked everyone about their academic plans, and then threw out her thoughts on the ideal career. Seeing everyone pondering, she closed her speech, "Students can ask me if they have any academic problems."

With that said, she left her phone number and WeChat ID on the blackboard and smiled relaxedly, "I hope to get along well with everyone."

There was applause from the audience, Liming Yue's clapping rhythm was slow and light, the two looked at each other, Shen Yanbing nodded at her, and Liming Yue quietly left the classroom knowingly.

Guo Jing didn't leave Shen Yanbing, and went to other classrooms with another class teacher after a good time.

Limingyue stood at the back door waiting for her, and when she saw her coming, the first words she said was-"Can I come next time?"

"What are you doing here?" Shen Yanbing turned to look at her with surprise, "Do you want to learn modern Chinese?"

Limingyue neither nodded nor shook his head: "I want to see you in class."

Shen Yanbing chuckled, "My class is not interesting."

"You look good just now." Limingyue's modern vocabulary is a bit barren, just a few words over and over again, "I like it very much."

"It wasn't a class just now." Shen Yanbing corrected, "Go to the Academy of Fine Arts for class. There is no less to learn there."

Limingyue did not entangle, the two walked in the night, the warm yellow street lights of the campus spread all the way, and they looked lonely in the distance.

There are only sporadic students on the road, and occasionally cyclists pass by.

Her Royal Highness has seen bicycles many times. This means of transportation, which seems closer than a car, aroused her interest several times. Shen Yanbing promised to teach her last time, but she was too busy to have a chance afterwards.

"I also had a bicycle when I was studying." Shen Yanbing seemed to notice her gaze, and suddenly mentioned, "The buildings of Beijing University are far away. I ride my bicycle and carry my schoolbag every day and run around."

Liming Yue turned his head, Shen Yanbing's outline at night was soft, and the distance between his eyebrows and eyes faded, especially when talking about the past, there was always a kind of gentleness that could not be said.

Shen Yanbing missed those days very much, she thought.

The night wind blew softly, and Liming Yue asked: "What happened later, where did your bike go?"

"It will be sold after graduation." Shen Yanbing smiled lightly, "it is not convenient to take it away, and there is no need."

Limingyue nodded melancholy. She is a nostalgic person. She came to the modern age. Although she is always full of motivation to learn, Jing Chao's past has never been erased.

Shen Yanbing always seemed to look forward, leaving things as they should be, never lost or looking back.

Thinking of this, she suddenly asked: "Will you regret it?"

"Huh?" Shen Yanbing was puzzled, "What do you regret? Bicycle?"

"All." Liming Yue decided to ask.

Shen Yanbing did not deny as Liming Yue expected, "Everyone will regret it."

"Of course I will regret it too. For example..." Shen Yanbing paused, chuckling and skipping the example, "The most important thing is that now, what happened in the past can no longer be changed."

Limingyue didn't listen to the truth, "What do you regret?"

Shen Yanbing stopped, and the two looked at each other. In the silent night, the starlight of the city was covered by the bottomless black curtain. Shen Yanbing's eyes were clear and clear. She was about to speak, but was interrupted by the sudden class bell—

The two turned their heads tacitly, no longer looking directly at each other, and laughed after two steps.

There was a small forest paved with gravel on the side of the walking path. The two passed by quietly. Liming Yue saw a blurred figure in the depths and approached Shen Yanbing.

The trunk and the willows were hanging down, and Limingyue accidentally stumbled on a stone, Shen Yanbing supported her, "Be careful."

Limingyue took advantage of the trend and took her arm, her voice slowed down, "I'm afraid."

She fixed her eyes to distinguish the figure not far away, saw clearly that they were two people close together, and couldn't help frowning.

Shen Yanbing noticed that the hand holding her became tighter, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not pull it away.

-From very early on, this kind of intimate contact between girl friends was consciously cut off in her life.

She also noticed the couple in front of her, which was too common on university campuses, passing by the side without changing her face, without leaving her eyes much.

Her Royal Highness has obviously not been subjected to this kind of impact from the reality version-she can't help turning her head even when she sees the kiss scene on TV.

When the two of them walked far away, out of this small forest, and her vision suddenly widened, she let go of Shen Yanbing's arm and walked slowly beside her.

"Why are they there..." Liming Yue didn't say everything, but the meaning was obvious.

Shen Yanbing is funny, "It's good to be used to it."

After that, she felt that she shouldn't be too biased towards the love view of the princess, adding, "When you are in love and kissing, it is you who love me. As long as it is not too much, outsiders can't control what they do."

Liming Yue frowned, "How is it too much?"

She felt that kissing outside was too much.

Shen Yanbing felt helplessly, "Don't be pregnant, don't be deceived."

This is actually the popular standard she understands. Relatively speaking, she is much more conservative-falling in love with her is really a matter of disproportionate benefit and risk.

Limingyue has already been popularized about physical hygiene. She thinks of Jing Chao's own husband and the intimate couple she saw just now, and she feels an instinctive dislike for men and women.

She walked a bit faster, then suddenly turned her head, her brows solemn, "I hate this."

Shen Yanbing didn't try to explain anything, she believed that this was a natural transformation process.

Compared to discussing this topic with Zhou Ying, she always had a seemingly awkward feeling when she chatted with Limingyue.

—She always unconsciously followed the conservative perspective of ancient times.

Fortunately, Liming Yue did not take the initiative to bring up this topic.

In the next few days, the princess again raised the issue of hair.

Shen Yanbing finally found the right time, took her to the barbershop, and reconfirmed: "Are you sure you want to cut?"

Limingyue followed her downstairs, "It's too inconvenient for long hair to be in the studio."

And it's very eye-catching.

In just a few days, almost all the colleges of America know that a talented student has come. Every time class is over, there are classmates who come to give her advice or ask her to give advice.

Cheng Guoli said that she was so out of the crowd that she could see her at a glance.

Limingyue carefully compared her outfits, thinking about it, and pinning the culprit on this long hair.

-If Shen Yanbing hears her voice, he will correct her with a smile. It is clear that the face value and temperament are the deciding factors.

In short, Limingyue is now sitting on the swivel chair of the hair salon, facing a large full-body mirror.

The wet hair just washed out, the hairdresser tied her a cloth, and Shen Yanbing stood behind and stared at Liming Yue in the mirror.

"How long has this hair been grown? The hair quality is too good, sell it to our salon."

The barber graciously touched the black hair, "The price is absolutely fair!"

Sitting on the leather chair, Liming Yue couldn't understand what this meant. The person in the mirror blinked and blinked, frantically asking Shen Yanbing for help.

"They want to buy the hair you cut." Shen Yanbing explained briefly, Liming Yue frowned, "No."

She rarely has any curiosity about what she sold.

Originally, Liming Yue planned to cut to the shoulders, but now knowing that there is this kind of business, he regretted: "Only cut to the waist."

The barber agreed with a smile, and tried to chat with her while clicking to cut it.

"Have your hair been permed before? It's so straight." — "No."

"Would you like to cut a bang, it suits you well." — "No."

"Is the end of the hair cut flat or more layered?" — "It's good to be the same as before."

Limingyue looked in the mirror and answered every question politely. He refused to answer the other word. Shen Yanbing was still smiling. She pursed her lips, and neither of them spoke. She looked in the mirror and exchanged fire, staring at the hairdresser. , With a smile: "Are you a sister? The relationship is really good."

Liming Yue responded to this kind of gossip for the first time: "Like a sister?"

"It's not like a girlfriend, haha!" The barber laughed. "She looks more mature than you."

Limingyue carefully looked at herself in the mirror, pondering, trying to see where she was immature.

She raised her head without finding any results. Shen Yanbing was leaning against the edge of the door and talking on the phone. She was still in a white shirt and black trousers, her heels were not high, her slightly curly hair curled behind her ears, and she draped her shoulders obediently.

—She seldom looked at each other in this way, but now that she was taken seriously, she couldn't recover for a while.

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