Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

The afternoon before Shen Yanbing left, when Li Mingyue came out of the studio, she was holding a scroll in her hand.

"I prepared a picture of birthday greetings for my aunt," she said a little embarrassedly, "you don't seem to like this, but I don't know anything else."

The aunt she mentioned refers to Shen Yanbing's mother.

Shen Yanbing smiled and unfolded: "If you have a heart, she will like it very much."

This is a work of seal script with great care - ink characters on a red background, upright and unsophisticated, completed in one go, and has begun to assume the style of a famous master.

Liu Yu specially framed it into a scroll that is easy to carry and hang on display.

Shen Yanbing rolled it up carefully, and smiled: "I will bring it to her, thank you."

——This actually made her feel a little bit difficult. She hadn't figured out how to introduce Li Mingyue to her family.

The two got into the car, the dryness in the evening had subsided, Shen Yanbing half opened the car window, the wind was blowing slowly, Li Mingyue brushed up her long hair that was blown away from time to time, and suddenly said: "You are leaving tomorrow."

Tomorrow she will start walking the road alone.

"Yes." As the sun set, Shen Yanbing didn't wear sunglasses, and his side face had a different kind of gentleness and calmness.

Li Mingyue asked about her family's situation, and Shen Yanbing smiled: "Modern society is a small family system, and there are not many relatives who often come and go."

"Does your mother also have a job?" Li Mingyue observed, it seems that most modern women are not bored at home.

"She is also a university teacher." Shen Yanbing introduced her to the hierarchy system in the university. Her mother had long been a full professor, and most of her teachers were doctoral students, and she was a well-known leader in her major.

Li Mingyue listened carefully and said with emotion: "It's amazing."

Compared with Jing Chao, this world is more friendly and tolerant to women than she imagined.

Leaning on the first half of the moon, Liming's eyes fell on Shen Yanbing's side face driving: "Will you also become a person like your mother?"

Shen Yanbing was a little surprised when he heard the words, thought for a while, and replied: "Probably not."

"Why?" Li Mingyue was surprised—she felt that Shen Yanbing was also a very powerful person.

Shen Yanbing laughed softly: "Everyone has their own way, I can't devote myself to academics, and I'm not interested."

Li Mingyue didn't really understand the deep meaning of it, she just nodded and wrote it down, and said after a while: "I want to be someone like you."

The car had already driven to the community, Shen Yanbing drove into the underground parking lot intently, and waited for the car to park safely and perfectly before asking: "Why?"

Li Mingyue stopped talking, and Shen Yanbing had no choice but to answer the words: "Being yourself is the most important thing."

Li Mingyue hesitated to speak, and didn't speak again until she went upstairs.

Early the next morning, Shen Yanbing was ready to set off with his packed suitcase and backpack.

Li Mingyue sent her out: "Goodbye."

"Be careful, don't open the door to strangers." Shen Yanbing let her in, "Goodbye."

Li Mingyue said again: "Goodbye."

Shen Yanbing took a taxi to the airport. After arriving, she quickly picked up Shen Yueran from Deng Yan, and bent down: "Long time no see."

"Long time no see!" Shen Yueran took the initiative to hold her hand and said goodbye to her mother with her schoolbag on her back, "I will miss you all!"

Deng Yan exchanged a few words with Shen Yanbing, smiled and waved away.

Shen Yueran followed Shen Yanbing to pick up the ticket, looked left and right, "Where's Sister Li?"

"She's at home." Shen Yanbing smiled casually, "You like Sister Li so much?"

Shen Yueran was a little bored, and asked herself: "Why didn't she come?"

Shen Yanbing had no choice but to explain: "She is very busy and has her own things to do."

Shen Yueran reluctantly accepted this answer, and shook Shen Yanbing's hand: "Next time, let's bring Sister Li to play together."

Shen Yanbing was talking to the staff, checked the small suitcase and walked in with the child, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I brought snacks!" Shen Yueran's topic was quickly diverted, and her eyes swept over the surrounding stores, pitifully, "I want to eat fried chicken..."

Ten minutes later, the two sat in the KFC store and ordered a large set meal.

Shen Yueran bit the hamburger, slurring her words: "Is your mother not allowing you to eat this?"

"She's too lazy to care." Shen Yanbing's mother is very busy and rarely restricts her.

I remember when she was a child, it was the time when these foreign fast foods were popular, but her mother, Ms. Zheng Man, never ate these unnutritious things, so she never brought her here.

These memories are rarely thought of on weekdays, but now that I think about it, Shen Yanbing doesn't have much emotion.

Did she quietly disobey her mother's words like Shen Yueran before?Probably not. She always told Ms. Zheng Man directly that there was no need to hide it.

It took less than two hours to fly from Bincheng to Shacheng, Shen Yueran was probably too excited before, and fell asleep soundly after the air flow stabilized.

It was Shen Yanbing's cousin-in-law who came to pick them up from the airport. They were not very familiar with them, and they were only politely chatting about the current situation.

Shen Yanbing was still wearing a sun visor in the car, the sun pierced her eyes without exception, it was much hotter than in Bincheng.

Although the name of Shacheng has the word "sand", it is a real southern city. When the heavy rain comes, it will almost flood the whole city, and when the sun comes out, it will melt people in the sun. The furnace city is well-deserved.

The air conditioner in the car was turned on to the maximum, Shen Yueran was sweating all the time, and lost all her energy for rolling around in the sun.

Shen Yanbing was so disturbed by the weather that he didn't have the patience to speak, but the relatives who were driving were still trying to break the deadlock.

"Auntie said you still went to Bincheng University? Why don't you consider Shacheng, and have a care with your family."

Shen Yanbing pulled down the brim of his hat, covering half of his face from the sun, and said weakly, "The weather in Shacheng."

The cousin-in-law laughed, "Isn't Bincheng so hot?"

"That's right." Shen Yanbing agreed, this was the truth, but of course it wasn't the whole reason.

Shacheng University is more than one grade higher than Bincheng University. With her resume, it is not difficult to stay in the prestigious Shacheng University—not to mention that her mother is a well-known scholar here.

But she didn't want to get into the so-called academic circle and worry under the strict employment competition system of Shada University.

Having had enough of this kind of endless comparison, Shen Yanbing chose the more relaxed Bencheng University under the incomprehension of his friends.

——Bingcheng's economy is among the top in the country, and the environment is quite livable. The subsidies and treatment for the introduction of talents in colleges and universities are also very good. She has never regretted her decision.

My cousin's husband is a senior partner of a law firm in Shacheng. He has a successful career at a young age, and he is even more comfortable in dealing with people. Shen Yanbing, who originally didn't want to say much, also said a few more words.

"Your cousin is planning some calligraphy exhibition recently, saying that she is holding a competition with the Calligraphy Association."

Shen Yanbing was slightly surprised: "Didn't she talk about opening a gallery before?"

"You don't know her yet, you figure it out as soon as you think about it." The cousin-in-law laughed, "Since she became the editor-in-chief of a calligraphy magazine last year, she has been worrying about it all day long."

Shen Yanbing laughed: "There are times when she is interested in work?"

"Life, you still have to take care of yourself once in a while."

Shen Yanbing's cousin, Zheng Ke, was three years older than her. The two had a good relationship since they were young, but later they were in different cities, and gradually became estranged.

Unlike Shen Yanbing, who is outstanding in academics, Zheng Ke's talent is basically focused on art, and Chinese painting and calligraphy have been personally taught by the master's grandfather.

But Zheng Ke still failed to follow the expectations of the elders—the adolescent Zheng Ke quickly fell in love with Western painting, and finally entered the oil painting major of the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts with little suspense. After graduation, he went abroad for further study For a few years, I traveled around to collect folk songs, and only came back two years ago to become a freelancer.

Compared with Shen Yanbing's resume, cousin Zheng Ke's life is quite colorful.

Shen Yueran sat in the back seat, waiting eagerly to get off the car. The Shen family and Zheng's family were family friends, and the two lived close to each other. When they arrived at the apartment building, Shen Yuan's mother came out early to pick up the child.

Shen Yueran refused to let her grandma hug her, and waved her arms: "It's too hot, air conditioner, ice cream!"

Shen Yuan's mother kept smiling and agreed again and again, thanking Shen Yanbing and asking about their relationship status.

Shen Yanbing was a little ashamed, the other party's enthusiasm for being a matchmaker was vividly remembered, "Don't worry about it."

The cousin-in-law exchanged a few words with Shen Yuan's mother, and carried Shen Yanbing's suitcase upstairs, speculating: "Ke Ke should have come as well."

Zheng Ke has been busy holding exhibitions recently, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye. He left the task of picking up people to himself and ran away.

Shen Yanbing's parents lived in a duplex building with a spacious interior and attached garage and yard, which belonged to the type that Shen Yanbing would never be able to afford in Bincheng.

Sure enough, Zheng Ke had already arrived. Sitting in the living room on the first floor, watching TV and eating some fruit, she saw two people coming in and beckoning casually, "It can be counted as entering the door. It has been a long time since I heard the sound of cars outside."

"Bringing Shen Yueran back, her grandma is so chatty." Shen Yanbing took off the sunscreen coat and hung it up, and walked inside, "Where is Ms. Zheng Man?"

Zheng Ke laughed, not knowing when Shen Yanbing liked to call her mother's full name, respecting and teasing her, the whole family was almost used to it.

"Auntie is upstairs." Zheng Ke smiled at her with a half-smile, "Why haven't you brought someone back?"

Zheng Ke's boyfriend has changed one after another since junior high school, and she has long felt that something is wrong with her cousin, and has met Xu Nuo several times, so she was not surprised when she came out.

"Don't you have a girlfriend?" Shen Yanbing waved his hand, carrying his luggage and walking upstairs to the bedroom.

Zheng Ke tilted her head back, spread her whole body on the sofa in a "big" shape, and shouted to her husband who had just picked her up: "Look, it really is a breakup."

Shen Yanbing walked on the spiral staircase, glanced down at her, almost laughed angrily.

The door of the upstairs study room was ajar, and Zheng Man's voice could be heard from time to time—even if it was a holiday, she was still busy with conference calls.

Shen Yanbing's bedroom has obviously been cleaned in advance, and it is spotless, exactly the same as when she came back from the Chinese New Year.

The curtain of the bay window is closed tightly, the white bookcase table is full of old books, nothing is hung on the four white walls, there are many things piled upside down in the pen holder, grocery basket and drawer, but it is still hard to imagine that this is the life of a girl bedroom for more than ten years.

——This is simpler than the Bencheng apartment where she only lived for one year.

Shen Yanbing suddenly thought of Her Royal Highness who would buy a lot of things, everything was novel, and she wanted to fiddle with everything home.

She often pretended not to see it, and had to ask the other party to mention it.

For her, this communication and funny process is very important.

But as a child, Ms Zheng never seemed to pay attention to what she wanted when she went shopping.

Her mother gave her full trust, but she asked what she wanted to buy and what she liked, and she took it if she wanted it, without reason or opening her mouth.

This kind of trust used to be an important pillar of her sense of security, and later gradually became a major reason for their mother and daughter's alienation.

Shen Yanbing opened the suitcase, and put the birthday rolls from Li Mingyue in a gift box. What she prepared for Zheng Man was a purple sand tea set, but then she remembered that she had already had it at home. During this time, she asked many friends about it. , Finally, I found this set of out-of-print three-volume scriptures in an old store in the urban area.

——She heard Ms. Zheng Man mention it in the first half of the year, and wrote down a lot of book titles in her notepad.

The voice in the study calmed down, Shen Yanbing put down the two gifts, tidied up his clothes, and then walked over and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

The voice is a little different from the voice. After the two parted, they were in the most relaxed and natural state of chatting across half of the motherland.

Shen Yanbing focused, pushed the door and entered. In front of the solid wood desk, Zheng Man, who was wearing glasses, rubbed the center of his brows, stood up, with a faint smile: "Are you back?"

With this greeting, the gap in reality was silently opened. The middle-aged, gentle woman in front of her suddenly overlapped with the kind and caring image on WeChat. The indifference in her past memory seemed to be just her illusion.

Shen Yanbing didn't hold a grudge, and answered softly: "I'm back."

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