Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

The thin snow flew, the dim street lamp reflected the white snow, and the wind blew the streets to bring the colorful chill.

Limingyue raised his head, and the dark sky was full of snowflakes, falling on the road at the front of the car, and the smell of winter was everywhere.

She likes winter.

Chuxue in Beijing has been on the hot news search, all night passed, Liming Yue got up, before going out, he was umbrellaed by Jose, "It's still down outside!"

It is indeed still down outside, and when you come out, you will see a vast expanse of whiteness. Everywhere is covered with a layer of fresh snow. When you walk to the busier streets, the tranquil atmosphere is broken.

The snow on the road has been shoveled away, Liming Yue walked across the sidewalk and entered the campus, hurried to the studio at the same pace as the early morning students.

Jingmei is a diligent and talented person. Limingyue has a mediocre background in painting. In order to keep up with the progress, he leaves early and returns late almost every day.

The atmosphere is completely different from that of Bin University, and a student around you is a great **** in a certain field.

Limingyue walked briskly, retracted the umbrella she was holding, and smiled lightly as she watched the students on the way while eating buns.

When Shen Yanbing is studying here, can he get up every morning? Suddenly, she thought that the morning in Beijing is more suitable for lying in bed than in Bincheng.

There was no one in the studio yet, Liming Yue asked the teacher in the office to open the door and sat where she was accustomed to.

Her name was written on the side of the drawing board, and she pasted the drawing paper to practice the lines as early as possible.

When the morning was over, she went to the cafeteria and He Ye to have lunch, she went to Teacher Zhang's personal painting and calligraphy studio to study, and then returned to the rented room in the evening.

The snow in the capital was like this all day.

After dinner, Limingyue looked at the snowy silks festering outside.

When I came to the cafeteria, the snow stopped a lot, and Liming Yue now came out, only to realize that he had dropped the umbrella in the painting and calligraphy room.

Fortunately, the snow is not too big now, so she lifted up her hood, put the wide hood on her head, and walked almost blindly in front of her eyes.

Two or three students walked by holding umbrellas, and the street lights in the evening slowly lit up, reflecting the moonlight.

An umbrella suddenly appeared on Limingyue's head.

She raised her head, Xing's eyes widened slightly, her mouth slightly opened in surprise, and she could not speak for a long time.

Shen Yanbing smiled at her: "Good evening."

Snow fell silently on the umbrella surface, Liming Yue's hood was gently lifted, and Shen Yanbing curled his lips: "Are you surprised?"

Limingyue was already so surprised that she couldn't express herself in words. She embraced the other party happily, with her head resting on her shoulders, her voice was a little fluttering: "Why are you here..."

Shen Yanbing didn't reveal anything in advance.

She laughed: "I will come if I want."

Liming Yue's cold hand was held, Shen Yanbing held an umbrella with one hand, and led a person forward with the other.

Snow fell all over the sky, and in the bone-through cold wind, Liming Yue's palm was close to each other, and soon after he was put into a warm pocket, the two of them were closer together, cuddling forward.

The heart was warm, and Liming Yue seemed to feel the sound of her own heartbeat.

He Ye rented the house not far away, Limingyue opened the door, the heating warmed the chill on his face, and the slight snow silk melted immediately.

"He Ye went outside to do a part-time job today. I have to return later." Limingyue poured a cup of hot tea for Shen Yanbing and sat on the sofa.

This house is much smaller than the Bincheng apartment, and the lighting is not good, only the living room can barely be seen.

Shen Yanbing looked around little by little, and slowly his gaze fell on Liming Yue.

The two haven't seen each other for almost half a month. Although voice and video are frequent, they can't match the emotion of face-to-face after all.

Limingyue pursed her lips slightly, slightly restrained.

Shen Yanbing smiled: "Is it not time to come?"

Limingyue shook her head quickly and sat close, "I don't know what to say."

There are too many trivial matters, but none of the major ones. The important ones have already been mentioned on the phone. Liming Yue looked at her, and she was a little bit poor for a while.

The embarrassment and anxiety of coming to a strange city for the first time are even more difficult topics.

The first time I took the subway, the first time I went to the bank, and the first time I used a map to navigate, there were inhumane hardships everywhere. She tried to do her best, but she knew in her heart that she was weak in her heart.

She didn't want to mention this to Shen Yanbing.

Shen Yanbing looked at her, she had to say something.

She blurted: "Have you eaten yet?"

After speaking, she immediately regretted it, and she had already asked this question on the way back.

The atmosphere was quiet for two seconds, and Shen Yanbing replied, "I have eaten."

She continued to add: "Come here after eating at the airport."

Liming Yue let go of the heart, and asked: "How long are you staying?"

"Leave tomorrow." Shen Yanbing replied, "There will be class on Monday the day after tomorrow."

As she said, she got up and walked around. Some old wall furniture was in a panoramic view. She opened the curtain, and the white and narrow field of vision came into view.

Limingyue followed and got up. Shen Yanbing turned to look at her and smiled: "Like Beijing?"

Liming Yue hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Have you ever been to the Forbidden City?" Shen Yanbing curled his lips slightly, "The snow scene in the Forbidden City is more beautiful."

Limingyue nodded, then thought of something, "I've seen it."

The layout of the capital is not bad from the capital of Jingchao. He Ye went with her once, and returned after only a short turn, but Liming Yue still left a deep impression.

Jing Chao's snow scene every winter has already been burned in her heart.

However, the modern capital is very different from the Jingchao capital. This is a completely modern city.

Thinking of this, Limingyue looked a little lonely and looked out the window with her head down.

The next second, she was hugged by Shen Yanbing.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, and she hugged her back.

Wearing a cool coat, it took a while to feel the warming body temperature. Liming Yue put her feet on her face and smiled suddenly.

Shen Yanbing lowered his head and kissed her.

Long-lost kiss, long-lost intimacy.

Limingyue put her arms around her neck and kissed back comfortably and fascinated, breathing slightly, her face flushed.

When the two cheeks parted slightly, their eyes met, staring at them for a long time, and they suddenly smiled.

The estrangement and unfamiliarity from before melted quietly at this moment, and the familiar feeling gradually recovered.

There was a sudden movement outside, and immediately after the door opened, He Ye looked at the two people hugging him and blinked. After a while, he was surprised and said, "Why is Mr. Shen here?"

The moment she walked in, the two separated naturally, and Shen Yanbing calmly responded, "Come and do something."

Limingyue held back a smile and asked He Ye: "How is today?"

He Ye immediately raised his eyebrows: "It went even better than expected, and it was successfully completed!"

Limingyue was also happy for her, "After that, you don't have to worry about your paintings!"

He Ye signed an agreement with a gallery that has a good reputation in the industry, and the future can be expected.

A few people chatted, He Ye heard Liu Yu mention Shen Yanbing's background some time ago, a little excited, "Ms. Shen and Senior Sister Zheng Ke are familiar?"

Zheng Ke is an outstanding graduate of Jingmei. Both oil paintings and watercolors are outstanding. His works are still displayed in art galleries and are well-known among students.

Shen Yanbing smiled: "I can introduce you to you next time."

He Ye Lima was so happy that he turned to regret, "However, Senior Sister Zheng has painted less and less in recent years."

Zheng Ke's career has shifted to traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy, and his style has also changed.

Shen Yanbing chatted with her, looking at Limingyue from time to time.

Limingyue quietly squeezed her palm and asked, "Where are you staying tonight?"

He Ye also looked over and patted his head, "There may not be enough rooms here, can Teacher Shen squeeze it?"

Shen Yanbing smiled: "I have already booked a hotel, so it won't be troublesome."

After that, she looked at Liming Moon, who had been staring at her, "Be with me tonight?"

Liming Yue pursed her lips and nodded, restraining the smile in her eyes.

Until the two entered the bedroom to prepare things, He Ye still didn't react--the atmosphere of the two was so subtle that she felt extraordinarily superfluous.

The second bedroom where Liming Yue lived was very small, and it was even more cramped when two people came in at the same time, almost unable to stretch out.

Shen Yanbing frowned slightly, and suddenly understood why the other party usually doesn't open the video.

Limingyue casually packed up a change of clothes, "When will we leave?"

"Now." Shen Yanbing asked again after answering, "Is the living okay?"

Liming Yue smiled: "Get used to it, it's not that bad."

She is telling the truth. She spends most of the time in school every day, and she spends most of the time in the living room when she comes back. The bedroom is just a place to sleep. She doesn't think there is any reluctance.

But letting Shen Yanbing know is another matter.

The second bedroom was indeed small, Shen Yanbing approached a little two steps, Liming Yue retreated and quickly reached the corner of the wall.

She raised her head slightly, her apricot eyes flickered: "Yan Bing..."

Shen Yanbing lowered his head and kissed her, lingering and pitying.

With his arm against the white wall, Shen Yanbing gathered Liming Yue in his arms, the shadow fell, and there was only a restless heartbeat between the eardrums.

"Mingyue, have you seen—"

The door was pushed open with a "creak", and He Ye's words stopped abruptly. He froze on the spot, stiffly changing the tone, "Excuse me... Excuse me."

She turned around and quickly disappeared.

Limingyue's face had never burned so badly, and she wriggled uncomfortably trying to earn it, but she was clasped by Shen Yanbing's wrist.

The wall was cold, Liming Yue slowly calmed down, hung his head, and whispered, "...He Ye."

Shen Yanbing smiled lightly: "This is not right."

It saves the explanation, and it saves her worry that the relationship between the two people living together does not know how to measure.

Liming Yue raised her head and glared at her when she heard the words, her blindfolded apricot eyes showed no momentum.

Shen Yanbing leaned over and kissed the corner of her eye, "Don't worry."

The acceptance of homosexuality in this circle is quite high, and He Ye is not a person who can chew his tongue, otherwise Shen Yanbing would not be so bold.

Limingyue pursed her lips, and Shen Yanbing's openness to the relationship between the two made her feel at ease. She squinted her eyes slightly, revealing a smile with Limao.

He Ye didn't feel relieved until the two left hand in hand calmly.

She sat on the sofa and responded dumbly to their farewells. After waving her hands, she realized that they were going to the hotel.

He Ye: ...a bit beyond imagination.

But after all, he is a modern young man. After understanding the inexplicable magnetic field of the two, He Ye accepted it quickly. Thinking back to the scene when the two were present at the same time, he uncontrollably pulled out a lot of candy. .

He Ye was paralyzed on the sofa, but his spirit was very excited: "Woo, what kind of fairy love is—"

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