Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

Liming Yue was stunned for a second, picking up the fragments in his memory, "Your mother is a professor of history at Shacheng University."

As for the rest, it was blank.

Liming Yue only realized that there were so many gaps between the two. She thought she knew each other, but she couldn't even sort out her life.

Shen Yanbing smiled, "My father is a distinguished professor of Beijing University. He is now doing research at the Academy of Biological Sciences, and he may come back only during the holidays."

Liming Yue remembered in her heart and listened to Shen Yanbing to continue.

"My grandfather's name is Zheng Dexing, do you have any impression?"

Limingyue looked up in surprise-of course she had an impression.

"I learned his ink painting in books." Liming Yue couldn't believe it, and instantly understood the attitude of the calligraphy teacher just now.

But the surprise is the surprise, Liming Yue glanced at Shen Yanbing subtly and blurted out: "Then your calligraphy and painting..."

Shen Yanbing automatically completed the second half of the sentence-why is it so bad.

She has no psychological burden, staring at Liming Yue, teasing: "So, isn't this just looking for you?"

The temperature on Limingyue's face suddenly burned, and the corners of her lips suppressed joy, pretending to be calm, "That's right."

After finishing speaking, the princess also added in a special note: "Very discerning."

Shen Yanbing couldn't hold back, and smiled relaxedly.

After arriving at the apartment, Shen Yanbing did not go home directly after parking the car, but took Limingyue to the fresh supermarket on the first floor.

"What do you want to eat?" Shen Yanbing pushed the cart and asked as he walked to the food area.

Neither of them knows how to make difficult dishes. They buy extremely home-cooked dishes. They don't even look at the types that need to be cut. Their preferences are quite the same.

Limingyue was not picky, and did not choose to have difficulty, so she quickly chose to put it in the cart, "There is not much fruit at home."

Shen Yanbing then pushed the cart to the fruit area. The freezer was mostly fruit plates that had already been cut and sealed. Compared to these, she actually preferred to buy fresh fruits and cut them by herself.

Liming Yue held up a box of mixed fruit platter, "How about this?"

"Yes." Shen Yanbing nodded, thinking of something again, "Don't take too ice."

Liming Yue was a little embarrassed, "I won't hurt."

Shen Yanbing always pays attention to keeping her warm. For fear that she will catch a cold, she usually controls the amount of ice-cream and ice cream. With the addition of painkillers, she has not experienced any pain in the past few days.

"When you feel uncomfortable, you will blame yourself." Shen Yanbing smiled and exchanged a box of fruit platter that had been put in the freezer not long ago.

The two of them strolled around, and when they checked out, they packed two large bags of things, one of them carried one, and they walked to the elevator entrance.

After all, they haven't purchased together like this for a long time.

"From now on, let's go once a week." Liming Yue suggested, "Although it is convenient for fresh food to be delivered to the door, I still like the feeling of picking things on the spot."

Even carrying this heavy shopping bag made her feel satisfied and at ease from the bottom of her heart.

This is the breath of life that connects modern times and Jing Chao's childhood.

Shen Yanbing naturally agreed without objection, "You can go shopping after walking."

There are several shopping malls near the apartment building, and there are countless mini shops and boutiques. The daily passenger flow is very objective.

"Why don't you run downstairs?" There were only two people in the elevator. Liming Yue looked at Shen Yanbing in the mirror, "I don't like gyms."

The equipment and facilities that are too modern and purposeful, as well as the people who dress cool and close to the body, make the princess have a kind of instinctive rejection.

Shen Yanbing used to run four or five times a week, dressing up unprofessional, and seldom talked to others. After becoming a class teacher this semester, the frequency of going to the gym has plummeted. She didn't even mention it. schedule.

Unexpectedly, Liming Yue had been thinking about it all the time.

Shen Yanbing smiled, "After that, let's run downstairs."

After a long time, the kitchen at home finally opened fire again. Liming Yue wanted to come over to fight, but when Shen Yanbing saw the other party holding the kitchen knife to cut the condiments, she couldn't help calling her to stop.

Liming Yue looked at her suspiciously, "Isn't it cut like this?"

Shen Yanbing carefully snatched the ceramic kitchen knife from the opponent's hand, solemnly, "If you hurt your hand, let me do it."

Limingyue had to stand aside, "Then I will watch you do it and learn."

"Yes." Shen Yanbing laughed, "but you probably can't learn it."

Shen Yanbing's main dish is cola chicken wings.

"I saw my family did it a long time ago, so there should be nothing wrong." Today's Shen Yanbing is still a confident chef who doesn't read recipes.

Limingyue became interested in her family, "Your mother can make cola chicken wings?"

"It's not her." Shen Yanbing smiled, "My mother doesn't know how to cook, I just said my cousin."

She paused when she mentioned Zheng Ke, "You will come into contact with her in the future."

She didn't specifically mention Zheng Ke's identity, and didn't want Liming Yue to be under psychological pressure before participating in the competition.

Coke chicken wings have to be cooked for a long time, Shen Yanbing glanced at the person who had been standing here and didn't leave, and smiled, "Hungry?"

Limingyue shook his head, but his eyes were a little straight.

Shen Yanbing opened the fruit platter he had just bought and put it on the dining table, "Let’s eat some fruit first, the kitchen is stuffy."

Limingyue sat down and crossed the entrance of the watermelon.

The ice-free watermelon has no soul, even the ancients knew it.

"And it's not as sweet as I ate before." Liming Yue forkped a piece and handed it to Shen Yanbing, "Really."

Shen Yanbing was amused. He didn't know what the other party had learned in the past few days, but he obediently ate closer.

It's really not sweet.

Shen Yanbing blamed Limingyue by mistake. Her Royal Highness is not the king of routines.

Limingyue looked at her who was silent, "Are you sweet?"

"It's not sweet." Shen Yanbing chewed, "It's better to buy it and cut it yourself next time."

Aside from other things, Shen Yanbing is a little expert in picking melons. As long as she has seen it in person, the quality is quite guaranteed.

Shen Yanbing always has many strange and strange skills from nowhere.

Fortunately, there are many other fruits in the fruit platter.

Then Limingyue was soured by a strawberry.

She closed her eyes hard and ate it firmly, opening her eyes full of sorrow.

Shen Yanbing smiled, "Don't force it."

She pushed her hand over, took the fork, and tried a strawberry.

It's sweet.

Shen Yanbing raised his eyebrows, chewed it down, and Liming Yue looked at her suspiciously.

"It seems that I have better luck." Shen Yanbing smiled, seeing Liming Yue glaring at her, not only without the slightest annoyance, but also a kind of tingling sensation of being twitched at the tip of his heart.

She couldn't help but kissed Limingyue, and soon separated with a touch of a kiss.

Liming Yue was stunned, her eyelashes flickered and flickered, and it took a long while to say in a low voice, "It's sweet."

Shen Yanbing had already returned to the kitchen and did not hear Liming Yue's last words.

She began to skillfully cut up the ingredients to prepare for the next process.

Limingyue sat at the dining table, looking at the leisurely figure behind the glass door, resting her cheeks in thought.

The corners of her mouth curled up and she felt very relieved.

The appearance of the things Shen Yanbing brought out was not so reassuring.

Liming Yue fell into deep thought again, and his chopsticks moved the black chicken wings.

"Is it...a bit dark?" Liming Yue asked boldly.

As expected, Shen Yanbing: "Coke is black."

Limingyue also felt that it made sense, and took the initiative to try first, took a bite, and stunned and praised: "It tastes good!"

Shen Yanbing filled the rice and was quite satisfied with the dishes on the table, and even took photos with nostalgia.

Limingyue looked up: "Will you still cook tomorrow?"

"No, I'm too tired." Shen Yanbing sat down and saw that the other party was disappointed, so he patched it up, "The next day."

Limingyue followed her words, "Don't force it."

Shen Yanbing couldn't laugh or cry, so he nodded and followed the conversation, "Then don't do it."

Limingyue really immediately looked up at her, complaining, "You don't cooperate."

Shen Yanbing put away his chopsticks, with the back of his hand resting on his chin, head tilted, with a smile on his face, "Then you do it?"

"Okay." Limingyue should be refreshed, she was also worried that she would be drawn to the blacklist in the kitchen, and she would not have a chance to show her fists.

The topics of the two people are always getting more and more biased, and they diverge very much.

"The registration restrictions for the Lanting Exhibition have been released." Liming Yue told her, a little excited, "I can also participate."

Shen Yanbing already knew, but was still surprised at the speed of Zheng Ke's movements, "Don't worry, there is still time, write slowly."

"The state is very good these days." Liming Yue didn't worry about this at all, "but my seal hasn't been done yet."

She remembered what the calligraphy teacher said, "Do you know carved seals?"

Shen Yanbing really knew it well.

She slackened a lot in her calligraphy after high school, but from time to time she would collect stone materials to compile and carve. In the past few years, a familiar store has happened to open a branch in Bincheng.

"I'm not very good at it." Liming Yue remembered the rough seal she made last time, "It's harder than I thought."

Compared with serious writing, Shen Yanbing felt that it was much easier to engrave chapters.

"I can do it for you," she said, "but it will take time for me to feel it again."

Limingyue's eyes sparkled, "Okay!"

The way Shen Yanbing took her name seriously, just thinking about it was enough to make her heart fascinated.

After dinner in the evening, Liming Yue took the initiative to wash the dishes. At some point, Shen Yanbing had already finished the bath and was lying on the sofa looking at his mobile phone.

Limingyue turned on the TV and lay beside her.

She did not turn her head to look at Shen Yanbing's mobile phone screen, Zhuangruo paid serious attention to the TV plot.

——She still can't watch these costume idol dramas, but Shen Yanbing has said before that she likes the appearance of the heroine of this drama.

Liming Yue thought about it one after another, and realized that Shen Yanbing hadn't looked up.

She didn't seem to like it that much either, she silently excused her, and she couldn't take it seriously.

"Do you remember Luo Jianing?" Shen Yanbing asked suddenly.

Liming Yue recalled, "The one in the playground?"

Shen Yanbing had seen Luo Jianing several times since that time, Liming Yue naturally didn't know.

"She wants to invite me to have a drink." Shen Yanbing sat up upright, the sofa made a lot of space, and Liming Yue lay down and rested on Shen Yanbing's lap.

"Now? Why?" Liming Yue moved his head, and some did not react.

Her hair was loose and messy, inevitably rubbing against each other's thighs, Shen Yanbing smoothed her hair gently, and pulled it up at the same time.

"She is often in the bar at night." Shen Yanbing didn't want to explain the special place there, let alone take the princess there.

Limingyue quickly thought of Shen Yanbing's sudden outings and the smell of wine when he came back several nights, frowning, "Then you are going?"

Shen Yanbing flicked Liming Yue's forehead and chuckled, "What do you mean?"

"Don't go." Liming Yue propped up her elbow, half stood up and got close to the phone that the other party had picked up, and quickly typed these two words with her other hand.

Shen Yan sent it frozen.

Liming Yue laughed and sat up slowly.

Her long hair dangled casually, and the hair at the corner of her forehead faintly covered her eyes.

Limingyue put her right hand on the back of Shen Yanbing's hand and tilted her head slightly: "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

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