Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

The next day, Limingyue rarely got up early, lying lazily in the quilt, covering his head and not looking at people.

After Shen Yanbing finished his breakfast, he entered the bedroom and knocked on the open door, "It's time for breakfast."

The quilt squirmed, but it still didn't show up.

Shen Yanbing approached with a smile and poked the arched quilt.

Limingyue poked her head out, her hair disheveled, and Xingyan squinted at her.

Shen Yanbing rubbed her head, "made your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Limingyue fell on the bed again with a "crack", muttering: "sleepy."

Shen Yanbing laughed, walked to the bay window, opened the curtain, the sun was shining radiantly and the golden brilliance fell, the clear sky was cloudless, the green shade was overgrown, and there was no autumn bleak.

Limingyue slowly opened her eyes and stared at the person standing next to the bed.

Beside the bay window, Shen Yanbing turned his face against the light when he heard the movement, the sun softly kissed her face, and the whole person was shining.

Liming Yue was stunned for a moment, and the next second was stunned by the sudden blooming smile.

Shen Yanbing's gaze lingered on the light hickey on the other's shoulder and neck, a little guiltily helping her put on the sweater, and leading the person to the bathroom.

Limingyue washed in the mirror, and it took a while before she recovered.

In the mirror, my hair is messy, and my complexion is ruddy. It's a little different from the past, and there's no way it's different.

After she finished washing, she quietly sat down at the dining table.

Shen Yanbing looked at her and smiled slightly: "How do you feel?"

Liming Yue's ears turned red suddenly: "Yeah."

Shen Yanbing stopped teasing her, poured her freshly made hot soy milk, and put the steaming sweet-scented osmanthus cake into her plate.

Limingyue was a little embarrassed to look at her, hung his head and slowly began to eat.

Shen Yanbing did not read the information on his mobile phone this morning, and ate as seriously as Liming Yue always did.

But Limingyue wasn't so serious this time, and his thoughts were a little lost, and it floated to last night.

She swallowed the astringency in her mouth and quietly looked at Shen Yanbing.

Shen Yanbing's behavior was very natural, as usual, Liming Yue was a little disappointed.

When she got up to clean up, Shen Yanbing suddenly wrapped her around her, "I'll do it."

Limingyue's face turned redder, and the two of them faced each other. Shen Yanbing smiled: "Why keep your head down?"

"..." Liming Yue hesitated to speak, then looked at her angrily.

Shen Yanbing kissed the corner of her lips: "Smile."

Liu's eyebrows were curved, and the smile on her face was full of her eyes, Liming Yue hummed softly, and quickly kissed the corner of the other's lips: "Okay."

The two went to Binda University together as usual. Shen Yanbing drove the car. Liming Yue asked for the first time: "When can I learn to drive?"

"It's okay now." Shen Yanbing finished answering and asked, "Do you want to drive?"

Liming Yue pursed her lips, "It feels very cool."

Shen Yanbing couldn't help but smile, "You can find time to get a driver's license, it's not easy to get dizzy while driving."

Limingyue’s short-distance drive is okay now. Once the time is long and the road is blocked, she can only force herself to close her eyes and fall asleep.

"Good." Liming Yue is full of desire to learn about modern transportation.

Zhou Ying saw the radiant Shen Yanbing early in the morning and smiled, "How can this person be so proud of his career?"

Shen Yanbing sat down and asked with a smile, "What?"

She has always paid no attention to the gossip that was not officially released by the school, and she often had some hindsight when she went to the event center.

Zhou Ying approached mysteriously: "You are going to be promoted."

"Official?" Shen Yanbing frowned, "I'm not interested in this."

"Isn't it because who criticized the deputy high-ranking professor before broke the style problem? Now the position of the assistant to the dean may not be his turn."

Shen Yanbing was even more disinterested when he heard that, "I don't want to run."

"Didn't your paper have been reprinted by the official media? The leaders of the academy are thinking of transferring you over and nurturing you." Zhou Ying didn't know where to inquire so much. Seeing that Shen Yanbing was still lacking in interest, he released a big move: "Ms. Li also wants you to go back to the capital."

Shen Yan looked up suddenly: "Who are you talking about?"

"Who else, Li Ping'an, our mentor." Zhou Ying looked as it should be, "I heard that the younger brother and younger sister said that after you have been away for so long, she still mentions you in class."

Shen Yanbing was very surprised.

She laughed: "Forget it, how can the capital be treated so well-can Beijing University be admitted casually?"

When she graduated, her instructor asked her about her plan. At that time, the number of lecturers in the Faculty of Arts and Letters of Beijing University was saturated, and she could only choose to stay as an instructor. Shen Yanbing declined the conditions of Beijing University.

She has been in the capital for seven years, and she has stayed enough.

The ease and leisure of Bencheng made her very satisfied.

Zhou Ying was a little pity, "...isn't your dad also in the capital, don't you think about it?"

Shen Tongzhou at the Beijing Academy of Sciences is busier than Shen Yanbing and Zheng Man combined. When Shen Yanbing is studying in Beijing, he may not be able to see each other once every six months.

"Why are you so worried about me?" Shen Yanbing looked at her funny.

Zhou Ying was very angry: "I care about you! The emperor is really not in a hurry, and the **** is in a hurry! After I leave, you will be unaccompanied in this beach!"

Shen Yanbing looked at her with his chin and smiled, "Thank you."

She spoke sincerely, and Zhou Ying's excitement immediately recovered.

——This is the Shen Yanbing she knows, calm and confident, since they first met, they have never been defeated.

She choked and breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if it is surrounded by enemies, there is no situation that Shen Yanbing can't handle badly.

At noon that day, Zhou Ying did not go to the cafeteria with her for dinner, leaving Limingyue and Shen Yanbing face to face.

Limingyue has no class today, and has been staying in the painting and calligraphy room, but her state is a bit erratic and frequently distracted.

She stopped the chopsticks, and suddenly said, "I don't know."

Shen Yanbing looked at her, knowing her meaning inexplicably.

She replied: "Go if you want."

Limingyue looked at her deeply, and then lowered her head after a while, seeming to be a little confused.

You can't have both fish and bear's paws, but she is a greedy person and she wants both.

She looked up and saw the students walking by with laughter and joy, in a sluggish state.

Shen Yanbing didn't bother her and let her make her own decision.

This is a difficult decision.

Liming Yue faintly hoped that Shen Yanbing could make this decision for her, whether to leave or stay, as long as she spoke, she wouldn't have so many worries again.

She believed in Shen Yanbing's decision, and secretly hoped that the other party would bear the consequences of this decision.

Limingyue spurned such an indecisive and impure self.

In the afternoon, she was practising calligraphy alone in the calligraphy and painting studio, Zhang Lao sent a long voice, telling her the feeling of pen writing.

This effect is really bad.

Liming Yue knows that this is not Zhang Lao's problem, but the natural conflict between calligraphy and such teaching methods.

She felt a little ashamed of Zhang Lao. The old man tried hard to use smart devices, but the results were not good.

Limingyue was not calm, so she just got up and went downstairs to take a walk on the campus.

It hasn't rained for a long time in Bincheng. In the sun, the tap water on the lawn turned and splashed with raindrops, splashing fine drops of water.

She walked on the small shady road next to the library, and suddenly heard the sound of high-heeled shoes. Someone was holding a stack of folders, wearing a thin knee-length coat, and walking lively even with high heels. Wind, full of momentum.

The two passed by, and the woman's eyes only glanced at her lightly, and she quickly moved forward.

Limingyue recognized her.

She is usually too close to three o'clock, and this is the first time she has met Xu Nuo in school.

Xu Nuo borrowed materials from the library of the Islamic Research Building, and she quickly reacted. When she turned back, she only saw the slim figure and the clothes she brought up.

Limingyue walked slowly, seeing Xu Nuobi's photos and the impact with her own eyes, and the other's attitude and appearance remained in her mind for a long time.

——This is the person Shen Yanbing has liked.

She thought unconsciously, she was nothing like Xu Nuo.

But Xu Nuo's self-confidence temperament still made her feel pressured.

That was the style of a talent with his own career and a firm heart, which made Liming Yue feel a little bit of self-confidence.

As for Jing Chao, she would never hesitate between her future and her feelings.

Shen Yanbing is special, she thought.

It was about the end of class, and more and more people passed by her. These young students were laughing or crying, learning university knowledge and possessing infinite common sense.

She and them have a wall that is hard to break.

And the first layer of mystery that broke the wall has been opened to her.

Liming Yue's pace suddenly became light, blue sky and green grass, everything in front of her seemed to become clear and vivid, so vivid that tears filled her eyes.

The answer in her mind was obvious.

At night, when Shen Yanbing received Liming Yue, he noticed the change of the other party.

Before she could ask, Liming Yue spoke first: "I'm done."

Shen Yanbing was startled slightly, and smiled: "That's good."

She didn't ask Limingyue what the result was. This was the tacit answer of the two.

Back home, Limingyue and Liu Yu and Zhang Qing called separately, and Shen Yanbing sat in the living room and listened quietly, without turning the pages of the book in his hands for a long time.

When she hung up, Liming Yue smiled at her: "Will you miss me?"

Shen Yanbing played with her hand, and Liming Yue had a thin cocoon between her fingers that held the pen all the year round, and it was not as smooth and delicate to the touch as she saw.

But Shen Yanbing cherishes these traces very much.

She looked up, her eyes were facing each other, and she replied, "I will miss you."

Such blunt words can be classified as numb here by Shen Yanbing.

Limingyue loves such straightforwardness and numbness, which makes her feel safe.

She straddled Shen Yanbing's lap and curled her lips: "I still want to hear."

"Take care of yourself, the temperature in the capital is low, don't catch a cold, eat three meals on time, pay attention to the traffic, and call me immediately if something happens."

Shen Yanbing stared at her deeply, but his words were trivial and scattered.

The room is quiet, and the needles fall can be heard.

Liming Yue's apricot eyes were dim, and she suddenly lowered her eyes, "You have to take good care of yourself."

"Don't stay up late, don't get up too late and skip breakfast, and don't always eat takeaway."

Shen Yanbing smiled silently and closed his eyes on the other's shoulder.

She said: "I will change it."

Liming Yuezhuang stroked her back with satisfaction, and said softly, "I will do it too."

At this moment, she clearly felt the nostalgia and dissatisfaction of those around her.

She has never been the only one who is nostalgic for her, and Shen Yanbing's silence hides the deep affection that will not let her.

This made Limingyue feel full, and the flaws in his soul were quietly filled.

Shen Yanbing hugged her back, and the two of them pressed closer together, as if to embed each other deeply into his body.

Limingyue’s lips were pressed behind her ears, and the heat was blown, and she was quickly turned over and pressed down.

Shen Yanbing looked at her and whispered, "Is it okay?"

The answer to her was a bite with a smile.