Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

When driving to the underground parking lot of the apartment, Shen Yanbing did not get out of the car in a hurry to leave.

She looked dull, with a rare look of depression in her eyes.

People's minds are always changeable and difficult to guess, and she is not so hard-hearted towards Xu Nuo.

In the final analysis, there is nothing wrong with either of them, it's just that they don't fit.

A decent breakup can preserve the good times better than unnecessary entanglements.

Under the bright sunshine, Shen Yanbing took his lunch home in a not so bright mood.

Li Mingyue was still lying on the coffee table writing - this is not a comfortable position, her legs are prone to numbness.

She heard the sound of the door and raised her head. Shen Yanbing lifted the lunch box in her hand. When she saw her, she suddenly thought that it was time to add a small desk.

Unknowingly, there are more and more things to be added to the originally empty home.

"Didn't eat something to fill your stomach?" Shen Yanbing put the packed lunch on the table and walked over.

"Not hungry." Li Mingyue couldn't help hugging her arms when she put down her pen, and the cold air she was facing made her feel a little chilly.

Shen Yanbing noticed her movements, went into the room and threw a shawl and blanket on the sofa, and said, "Put on a blanket next time."

"Don't catch a cold, you are an ancient, if you can't bear these..."

Before she finished speaking, Li Mingyue had already sat at the dining table, looking at her with her chin resting.

"...be more careful." Shen Yanbing also sat down.

What happened in the morning made her not very interested, and because of the hot weather, she didn't have much appetite, so she just scooped up a bowl of soup to rest her stomach.

Li Mingyue took small bites of food, looked at Shen Yanbing, who was absent-mindedly flipping through the phone pages from time to time, and said, "Are you unhappy?"

"No." Shen Yanbing denied it flatly, and replied the message with one hand without raising her head.

Li Mingyue noticed that the other party didn't want to talk, so she ate silently by herself.

Maybe it was because she was too hungry, and she didn't have a good appetite. She didn't eat much and ended up hastily. She packed all the leftovers into the refrigerator according to the instructions of the post-it notes.

After dinner, Shen Yanbing sat on the mat in front of the coffee table, flipping through the words and notes written by Li Mingyue in the morning, "It's well written."

She skipped over the question written down by the other party, "I'll talk to you when I have time."

Li Mingyue nodded, and said after a while: "Are you tired?"

Shen Yanbing rubbed the center of her brows, Li Mingyue asked herself and answered: "It turns out that you work so hard."

"..." Shen Yanbing's exhausted emotions moved, and he laughed, "Not all of them."

Although she doesn't like going to work very much, the current job is already an enviable idle job.

Li Mingyue didn't know so much, and thought for a while: "When can I work?"

There are so many things to learn, and she worries that she will be a burden for a long time.

——She is no longer Her Royal Highness Princess Jingchao.

Even when she was a princess, she had to take care of the finances and various issues of the princess mansion herself, and be prepared for danger in times of peace.

Shen Yanbing was surprised by Li Mingyue's question, but he didn't take it seriously, and patted the forehead of Her Highness the Princess amusedly: "You should study hard first."

"Wait until you have your ID card."

Limingyue was disappointed for a while.

After a while, she regained her composure: "I'm learning how to cook dinner today."

Shen Yanbing hugged the pillow and lay back on the sofa, casually responded: "Okay."

Li Mingyue didn't understand and stared at her intently.

Shen Yanbing felt that his head was really dizzy, and explained: "This is English, which means yes."

"English?" Li Mingyue touched the blind spot of knowledge and asked back to learn more.

Shen Yanbing paused for a long time, thinking of something, "A foreign language, this is the most popular language in the world now, let's learn it again when I have a chance."

It is too difficult for an ancient person to learn English.

Although she has been talking about studying, she has no real intention of transforming Li Mingyue into a modern talent proficient in arts and sciences.

As for English, since she specialized in modern Chinese literature, she hasn't put too much effort into it.

When was the last time you checked English seriously?

It was not a document, but an English love poem written by Xu Nuo for her.

Shen Yanbing smiled inwardly, and couldn't help feeling bored when he remembered that he hadn't returned the original English books in his study.

Things are different and people are different, probably so.

The summer sun always makes people drowsy, Li Mingyue took a nap in the second bedroom, and when she got up, she saw Shen Yanbing still in the living room.

"Are you still working this afternoon?"

Shen Yanbing sat on the mat on the ground and looked at the laptop, "Yes, but not going out."

The affairs of Bencheng University have officially come to an end. She is a fledgling green pepper and has nothing to do. She simply writes some special articles for literary reviews out of interest.

Li Mingyue sat down next to her, writing quietly and patiently at the map book on the coffee table.

Shen Yanbing is very envious of this kind of concentration that is immersed in it as if no one else is there.

She also had it when she was studying, but it has become more and more difficult in the past few years.

"looking at what?"

"Cities." Li Mingyue looked up, the light in her eyes flickered, "Many cities."

She even learned to count them one by one in Arabic numerals.

Shen Yanbing closed the laptop, chuckled, and looked over: "Which city do you want to go to?"

Li Mingyue paused, and slowly slid across the map, finally stopping at the capital.

She has seen the topographic map of the capital and the introduction of ancient culture, and it is eight points like the capital of the Jing Dynasty.

Jing Chao does not exist in the history of this world, but the homeland before her coming is so real.

Everything in modern times is like a fantasy bubble fantasy to her.

She has a natural yearning for the so-called "ancient capital".

Shen Yanbing looked at the city that the slender finger was pointing at, and smiled without accident.

"if it is possible."

She also felt a little weak when the words came out - she had said this sentence too many times.

Fortunately, Li Mingyue didn't get entangled in this, just nodded obediently, and even added: "Wait until I have an ID card."

Shen Yanbing nodded with great satisfaction, looking at the docile little princess with her long hair curled up, feeling sad for no reason.

If she met the night of Li Mingyue and called the police to send her away, it would probably be another scene.

Her Royal Highness, who has no such person, may be taken over by the upper echelons of the public security and become a key protection object of the state. It is not a problem to learn and identify.

Of course, that's the best case scenario.

There is no medicine for regret in the world, and Shen Yanbing is not regretful, but always feels uneasy and even apologetic when she thinks deeply—her rash choice determines the path of the princess for quite a while.

And she didn't know where this road would go.

Li Mingyue looked at Shen Yanbing's frequent loss of consciousness today, tilted her head and said, "Mr. Shen?"

Her Royal Highness didn't call the other party very much, and the impromptu address at this moment was extremely stumbling.

Shen Yanbing waved his hands, put down the computer, and lay down weakly, "I'm too tired, take a nap for a while."

Li Mingyue flipped through the book carefully, trying to be as light as possible.

No matter how insensitive she was, she could still notice Shen Yanbing's emotional changes after she came back, which was a completely different feeling from just being tired from shopping last night.

This was Dawn Moon's intuition—but she couldn't do anything about it.

As time passed, Li Mingyue flipped through the book page by page, leaving occasional annotations in ink—her cursive handwriting is much better now than before.

Shen Yanbing was lying on the sofa, with a pillow under her head, her legs curled up with a square pillow in her arms, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The thin curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room were drawn, and the outdoor light penetrated, and the warmth fell on all the large and small objects.

In the slightly cold air, Li Mingyue turned around, turned her back to the coffee table, and approached Shen Yanbing.

She put the shawl blanket lightly on the other side.

Shen Yanbing frowned slightly, and moved her limbs.

Immediately afterwards, as if against her, a vibrating bell rang suddenly, and Li Mingyue immediately retracted her hand in fright, averted her eyes from the other party's face, and turned around to hold the pen as if nothing had happened.

"Om - hum -"

Shen Yanbing, who didn't even open her eyes, touched the phone irritably, flicked the screen reluctantly, and connected the call.

She was still half asleep and half awake.

The heart-piercing howl on the other side of the phone exploded in her ears in an instant, and the symphony of mixed clinking glasses was crisp and clear. Shen Yanbing's eyelids trembled, and the drowsiness was wiped away, and she opened her eyes with clarity: "What the hell are you doing!"

The blanket and pillow that had just been put on were thrown to the ground by her.

Li Mingyue quietly pricked up her ears.