Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

The evening breeze passed, and the sound of the leaves was rustling.

In this space where the street lamps are sprinkled by daylight, Her Royal Highness is as quiet as an ice beauty, and also like a porcelain doll.

"Waiting for me?"

Shen Yanbing smiled and stretched out a hand.

Limingyue nodded and stretched out a hand hesitantly. The moment her palms touched, she was quickly grasped by the other party, and she pulled her up without much effort.

The corners of the light green skirt floated in the night breeze.

Shen Yanbing had calmed down on the way back, and seeing the other party so well-behaved at the moment, the idea of ​​handing her to an unknown situation was extinguished again.

"Does anyone talk to you?"

Limingyue nodded and thought for a while to add: "I didn't speak."

She looked at Shen Yanbing, her apricot eyes were clear and bright, "There are many people here at night."

The nightlife in ancient times was rather poor.

Her Royal Highness couldn't help feeling the greatness of the electric light.

After Shen Yanbing briefly explained the modern "exercise exercise", he led her to the elevator in Block A, "House C on the 19th floor, remember?"

This is the second time Liming Yue has taken the elevator, but when she felt the whistling of the iron box, she endured the almost suspended heart palpitations and couldn't say a word.

It was not until the "ding" sounded and the elevator door opened that she replied, "I remember."

She has a memory that is almost unforgettable, and she remembers everything from her home to the community and even the road to Binda University.

She just didn't dare to leave alone.

Limingyue lowered his head, feeling a little depressed.

Shen Yanbing opened the door with a key, turned on the light, changed shoes, suddenly turned his head, and said softly, "I'm sorry tonight."

Limingyue looked up at her puzzled.

"I'm sorry to leave you outside suddenly."

Limingyue shook his head, "It's okay."

Although she was very scared, although she was also worried that the other party would never come to her again.

But there is always a voice in her heart telling her: Shen Yanbing is a good person.

In the living room, Liming Yue put on her sandals and slippers, with a slight smile on her face, trying to make herself look sensible.

"Did you have fun with your family?"

Shen Yanbing smiled suddenly: "Very happy."

Limingyue covered her forehead with her hands and smiled at the corner of her eyes. She remembered and asked, "Why do you live alone?"

Regardless of whether it was in the Jing Dynasty or any dynasty, the separation of families was rare, not to mention that Shen Yanbing was a woman living alone.

Shen Yanbing poured himself a glass of milk and sat down, "Modern people are small households, and their children are usually separated from their parents after work."

To be honest, many people were separated from their parents when they were studying.

Liming Yue frowned, seeming to disagree: "Then what should parents do?"

"They have their lives." Shen Yanbing smiled at the corner of his eyes, "We have mobile phones to contact them at any time, and we can visit them when we have time."

Liming Yue accepted it reluctantly, but did not refute it.

After a while, she said again: "Where is your husband?"

Shen Yanbing was drinking milk and choked immediately. After coughing violently, he asked in surprise, "Husband?"

How did this little princess know that she has a husband?

Liming Yue looked at her in a daze.

Shen Yanbing couldn't laugh or cry, "I don't have a husband."

She never expected that the other party would treat her as a married woman.

"You said that you are twenty-eight years old." Liming Yue was persistent and seemed puzzled.

"..." Shen Yanbing was speechless. As a green pepper graduated with a Ph.D., she was definitely young, but in Jing Dynasty, she was basically a middle-aged woman.

This image...Shen Yanbing couldn't laugh or cry.

"Listen, remember. In modern times, there is no saying that you have to get married when you are a teenager. It doesn't matter if you don't get married at 30. As long as you are willing, it doesn't matter if you don't get married for life."

Shen Yanbing didn't have a guilty conscience. As long as he has enough financial strength and a heart that fearless rumors, it really doesn't matter.

Just like herself.

Limingyue looked at her with stars flickering in his eyes.

She solemnly said: "I understand."

After accepting that the other party did not have a husband, Liming Yue stubbornly focused on another question: "Will you get married?"

Shen Yanbing swiped her phone and didn't answer. She approached again, tilting her head: "You won't get married?"

The breath of the princess was faintly audible, and Shen Yanbing couldn't bear it anymore, and sat up, "...no."

"why?"

Shen Yanbing glanced at her helplessly and sighed, "Life is already very difficult."

Liming Yue was puzzled, "Modern life is very good."

"..." Ancient people without a job might never understand it.

Shen Yanbing had no choice but to talk nonsense: "It's not easy to feed yourself."

Limingyue blinked and leaned back holding the pillow, as if thinking of something: "I, is it troublesome to live here?"

Shen Yanbing held back his smile: "It's okay."

Her Royal Highness is very cute and sensible.

There is such a princess in the family, who can say the word "trouble" in person?

Liming Yue didn't think so, as if he believed that he was dragging him down.

But she did not dare to leave.

After a while, she came up with an idea: "My set of headwear and clothes, you can sell them for a good price."

"..." Shen Yanbing only dared to pass this thought for a moment, but because Liming Yue was indeed anxious and hesitating, he comforted: "Don't worry, those things have research value, enough for you to live a good life here."

Liming Yue smiled upon hearing this, "Yes."

She doesn't know what "research value" is, but she Shen Yanbing said it is useful.

That night, Limingyue washed her hair with shampoo for the first time with the help of Shen Yanbing.

Her long hair is very difficult to take care of, and it is troublesome to wash. Liming Yue feels the massage and rubbing from the top of her head. The fragrance foam makes her feel strange, but she has a strange comfort.

Soft, moist and warm.

Shen Yanbing's fingers ran across the scalp, brushed her hair, took the shower to rinse her, she closed her eyes, feeling the flow of warm water.

After washing, she covered her head with an absorbent towel, rubbed it a few times, and wrapped it in the towel properly.

"I will wash myself like this in the future, will you?"

"Yeah." Liming Yue answered.

She stood up and looked at the hazy and fuzzy afterimage in the vanity mirror.

Shen Yanbing took the comb, took off the hair dryer cap, and straightened her long hair.

The long hair was moist and black and smooth with water vapor, took off the hanging hair dryer, adjusted the grade, and opened it to blow up the hair while briefly introducing it.

"It's amazing." Liming Yue was motionless, feeling the hot wind coming from it.

"Why does this little tube emit hot air?" Why do those screen panels light up and make a sound, and why does that little box automatically give out drinking water? She gathered up a bunch of questions, and saw that the person blowing her hair seemed to be free, so she asked one out restrainedly.

Shen Yanbing heard Liming Yue's voice, but the hair dryer was disturbed, and he could not hear what the other party was saying.

She squeezed the half-dry long hair of the other party, turned off the hair dryer, and her voice echoed clearly in the confined space: "What did you say?"

Liming Yue repeated the question again.

"Because there is electricity, electricity is... a kind of energy that exists in matter." Shen Yanbing has always enjoyed the convenience of electricity, but apart from his middle school physics class, he really didn't think about it seriously.

There are unimaginable contributions behind each of these seemingly supposed things.

Liming Yue was surprised at this world with "electricity".

She thought for a while: "I only know lightning."

"I will understand when I have the opportunity to study physics in the future."

Shen Yanbing smiled, took a step forward, and dried the misty mirror with a washcloth.

She turned on the hair dryer and continued to blow Dawn Moon’s long hair.

The long hair of the ancients was too long, and Shen Yanbing's hand holding the hair dryer was sour, and finally left the end of the hair half-wet as the end.

"It will dry naturally in a while." She straightened it with a comb, looked up, and saw Liming Yue in the mirror smiling at her.

The pear vortex is light, and the eyes are bright.

Shen Yanbing was slightly taller than her, and tapped her head lightly.

Limingyue smiled, "Why are your hair so short?"

She thought of the people she saw outside today. Men's hair was surprisingly short, and most women only reached the shoulders. It is rare for her to have a waist longer than her.

Shen Yanbing stroked her smooth and shiny long hair, "Because short hair is more convenient and more suitable for modern life."

"You can also understand it as a custom, a habit."

Limingyue nodded, looking melancholy at her long hair in the mirror, seemingly tangled.

In the Jing dynasty and later dynasties, shaving was an insulting punishment.

Shen Yanbing saw her thoughts and smiled: "Keep it, long hair or short hair is your own freedom, no one cares."

After speaking, she couldn't help but rubbed the other's head and left the bathroom.

Limingyue looked at the mirror in a daze.

In the summer night in Bincheng, the air-conditioning was turned on in the second bedroom, and Shen Yanbing took the thick quilt again, for fear that Liming Yue could not bear the artificial air-conditioning and catching cold.

"How did you sleep last night?"

"Very good." In fact, she is not used to the black wooden plank on the top of her head, but the mattress, quilt and pillow are all soft.

Shen Yanbing took off his shoes and stepped on the bay window, pushed the window open a small slit, saw the night view below, and closed the curtain again.

Liming Yue was still a little restrained in obedient.

Shen Yanbing didn't mention that she would never turn the objects in the room without authorization, and she had never spied on the furnishings of the kitchen, study, or master bedroom until now.

Her curiosity is always very restrained in her heart.

This is also the belief she keeps in mind for survival in the deep palace.

"come over."

Shen Yanbing stood in front of the door of the master bedroom, looking at Liming Yue, who was distracted.

She was not sure what the princess was thinking, so she sighed, "Come and see what suits you."

She picked several sets of new clothes on the Internet, but they won't be able to return them for a while. The two are not too far apart in body shape, so it's okay to wear them temporarily.

After reacting, Limingyue walked in with her sandals and slippers, resisting the curiosity of looking at the other party's boudoir, but dared to keep her eyes on Shen Yanbing.

"Look at what I'm doing? Look at the clothes." Shen Yanbing was amused, digging out a few sets of clothes for reading in the closet.

Limingyue's ears were slightly warm, and she looked at her wardrobe. The neatly folded clothes, the hanging coats and skirts, the unfamiliar modern styles, and the slightly monotonous design colors all looked novel to her.

Shen Yanbing had a hard time picking, her dress style was simple, shirt and trousers, few girls with bright colors.

"Take you to buy clothes tomorrow." Shen Yanbing said as he made notes on the phone calendar, and looked up at her: "In the afternoon or evening?"

It took a few seconds for Limingyue to realize that the other party was asking her for advice, pursing her lips and replied, "Night."

In her cognition, time during the day is precious, and the candlelight is too dim at night, making reading and writing less convenient than in daytime.

Even if she now knows that modern nights are also very bright, she will not be able to correct her thoughts for a while.

Just like her work and rest, at this point, she was already ready to fall asleep in Jingchao.

Limingyue yawned.

Feeling helpless, Shen Yanbing casually took a new set of underwear and home clothes to her, "Hurry up and take a bath."

It is more than three hours before her falling asleep.

Shen Yanbing rubbed his eyebrows, rearranged the closet, and returned to the sofa to pour himself a glass of ice milk.

The LCD TV is on, and the quiet room is only the sound of the shower in the bathroom.

Shen Yanbing brushed his phone's hand, remembering the night when Liming Yue suddenly appeared—it was obviously only last night, but it was like a long time ago.

Day after day dullness will obliterate the perception of time, and a little bit of freshness can slow down the passage of time a lot.

Not to mention an ancient princess who came through alive—it was a tremendous change in life.

She answered the mobile phone messages one by one, watching the news, a little absent-minded.

Before long, Limingyue took a shower and changed into clothes, opened the bathroom door and stood looking at her, seeming to be in trouble.

Shen Yanbing heard the sound of the door and turned his head: "What's the matter?"

She put down the phone and walked over.

Limingyue pointed to the changed underwear, Shen Yanbing laughed blankly, and taught her to clean it with laundry detergent, and then hang it on the balcony.

Her Royal Highness pretended to scrub under the opponent's eyes calmly, using the clothes rack awkwardly.

Shen Yanbing looked at the crimson at the base of the opponent's ears and suppressed a smile.

Liming Yue washed her face with water, for fear that the other party could see the heat rising on her face.

But she couldn't stop thinking about it, and her cheeks became even redder.

Finally, the princess entered the second bedroom and said, "Good night."

Shen Yanbing smiled: "Good dreams."