Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

Shen Yanbing had been in Bincheng for so long, and this was the first time he encountered such a thing.

"The power is out." She told Liming Yue, "It seems that the storm outside is stronger than expected."

The phone's light was turned on, illuminating Li Mingyue's somewhat disturbed expression.

"It should be all right after a while." Shen Yanbing pushed in some of the bowls and chopsticks that were just finished eating on the dining table, Li Mingyue sat there and didn't know what to do - she was used to the modern power supply, and returned to the ancient night situation at first glance , she couldn't react.

"There are no candles," said Her Royal Highness.

Shen Yanbing really hadn't prepared these at home, she checked the battery of her phone, "It's okay, just go there at night."

The surroundings were dark, and the eyes of the two had gradually adapted to the environment, and they could clearly see the outlines of the surrounding furniture.

The room was extremely quiet, Shen Yanbing could only hear his own breathing.

Li Mingyue also learned to take the mobile phone to illuminate, and the two sat down beside the sofa smoothly.

The residual air-conditioning stayed indoors, and Shen Yanbing sat on the cold ground, checking the nearby messages.

The owner group is arguing about this matter-the community has not received a power outage warning in advance.

No one can predict the unexpected accidents in the power system, and emergency filings are already being prepared.

Shen Yanbing felt relieved, looked at Li Mingyue who was sitting motionless, and laughed: "Why, are you scared?"

Hearing this, Li Mingyue groped carefully and sat next to her: "A little bit."

Shen Yanbing was about to make some jokes, but Li Mingyue spoke first, speaking slowly: "The night I came, I was alone in the bathroom, and it was even darker than it is now."

These words exceeded Shen Yanbing's expectation, the smile on her mouth subsided, Li Mingyue continued: "The clothes I wear are very heavy and very hot."

"But I dare not move, I don't know what will happen."

Li Mingyue's tone was indifferent, and she didn't continue to speak, it seemed that she was expressing her feelings at the moment, one less sentence was not emotional enough, and one more sentence would be suspected of selling misery.

She looked at Shen Yanbing calmly, and the other's expression really changed.

She and Shen Yanbing slowly looked at each other. In the night, Shen Yanbing no longer had the usual alienation, and his face was soft and lively.

Li Mingyue lingered fascinatedly, Shen Yanbing pressed the corners of her lips and did not speak.

The next second, the light suddenly turned on.

Li Mingyue resisted closing her eyes subconsciously, and only blinked at the other party.

Shen Yanbing covered his eyes with his hand, and put it down after a while, "There's a call."

Still plain nonsense.

Li Mingyue responded and sat beside her without moving.

Shen Yanbing returned the message on the phone and stood up, "Wash and rest early, in case the power and water are cut off again later."

In fact, she said this just to get rid of the delicate atmosphere between the two of them now, and this place is considered a mid-to-high-end community after all, so as not to frequently delay word-of-mouth.

But when Li Mingyue heard the words, she only grasped one important point: "Will it still turn black?"

Shen Yanbing really wanted to retract what she said just now, she stood at the bathroom door, paused for two seconds: "Maybe."

Li Mingyue sat in the living room, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and began to think about what to do if there was a sudden power outage later? ——Shen Yanbing is still taking a bath.

She carefully reviewed her performance tonight, and silently scored seven points.

The call came at an untimely time, and she hadn't waited for Shen Yanbing to speak.

—what would she say?

Li Mingyue sat there as if in meditation, but the thoughts in her mind were firmly tied to Hong Chen.

When Shen Yanbing came out, he saw a picturesque person, with a smile in his heart, but his face was calm and unruffled.

She didn't disturb Her Royal Highness's contemplation - of course, if she knew what the other party was thinking, she wouldn't be able to tell.

Li Mingyue took a quick shower that night, her long hair was curled up and tied up, without the usual wet mist.

She was still thinking about the power outage. Even though Shen Yanbing only said "possible", a cautious person like Her Royal Highness can't help but speculate on the worst possibility.

"What if the power goes out again?"

Shen Yanbing is hugging the laptop at the moment, and doesn't look at her when she hears this: "Go to sleep with peace of mind."

Li Mingyue sat on the mat below her, and weighed her tone: "...I'm afraid."

From Shen Yanbing's position, she could only see her head hanging down and her arms embracing her knees, probably a little dehydrated, she licked her lips lightly, and stood up with a frown.

Li Mingyue's eyes followed her, Shen Yanbing poured a glass of water and sipped slightly: "What do you want?"

The consolation Her Royal Highness was looking forward to came to nothing.

She raised her eyes and replied seriously: "I dare not stay alone."

After finishing speaking, it was not enough, and added: "I dare not sleep alone."

Shen Yanbing almost choked, she looked at Li Mingyue in disbelief: "Say it again?"

Of course Li Mingyue is talking nonsense, she has been in the palace for so many years, she has seen all kinds of monsters, and she is still afraid of the dark?

But Shen Yanbing's rhetorical question still made her question her performance - she took a step back and replied: "...I'm afraid."

Shen Yanbing pursed her lips into a straight line, and said calmly: "The power will not be cut off."

Li Mingyue watched helplessly as the other party went back to the bedroom with the laptop in her arms, without opening her mouth to say anything.

——Shen Yanbing really has no idea about her.

Realizing this, Li Mingyue's expression was a bit reluctant.

Ever since the two talked about their ex-girlfriend Xu Nuo, Shen Yanbing consciously kept a distance from her.

She still remembered that when they were at Shen's house by the sea, they shared the same bed, and no one felt any problem.

Li Mingyue couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but only vaguely felt that she missed Shen Yanbing before.

She was lying on the lower bunk of the second bedroom, looking at the dark roof, listening to the strong wind and rain outside the window, and it took a long time before she managed to fall asleep.

As an outstanding representative of contemporary young people staying up late, Shen Yanbing still sleeps very late.

So she knew that there was really another power outage at night.

She turned on the phone's light, hesitated for a moment, got up in the dark, and walked to the door of the second bedroom.

He knocked on the door lightly, but there was no movement from inside.

Shen Yanbing breathed a sigh of relief, probably fell asleep.

She didn't go in, just stood outside the door, feeling the strange darkness and silence alone.

The cold air overflowed from the bottom of the door, and the air conditioner had already stopped. Shen Yanbing thought of the thick quilt on the lower bunk for no reason, and sighed secretly.

Li Mingyue didn't feel anything strange when she woke up early in the morning.

She turned off the air conditioner in the bedroom, and looked at the balcony after washing up.

Only the wind was still blowing, and the rain had dropped a lot. She opened the curtains, and daylight illuminated the entire living room.

When Shen Yanbing got up and saw that everything was normal and there was no doubt about Her Royal Highness, she was relieved—thanks to the smart air conditioner that will automatically restart after power failure.

She was still struggling at night whether to change the quilt for the other party, it was too much to worry about.

But not every air conditioner will restart automatically. She glanced at the owner group, and sure enough, someone has complained.

Li Mingyue's worries are not unreasonable, she is too confident.

She put down her phone, scooped up some water to wake herself up, and took a deep breath, "Keep a normal mind."

Wuhuang Studio was still closed today, Li Mingyue had to stay at home to practice, in the past, she would feel no difference, but now, she can't help but pay attention to Shen Yanbing on the sofa.

Shen Yanbing coughed lightly, and Li Mingyue withdrew her distracted attention.

As soon as I write hard, the strokes will be crooked.

At noon, I ordered takeaway as usual, Shen Yanbing deliberately avoided the one that Li Mingyue specifically said was not good a few days ago, and ordered two fried rice noodles.

"It's still authentic from Shacheng." She couldn't help sighing after a few mouthfuls, looked at Li Mingyue who was eating slowly, and introduced, "This is a specialty of Shacheng."

"It doesn't look difficult to make." Her Royal Highness moved the fried rice noodles with eggs, and the various steps have been restored in her mind.

Shen Yanbing choked and took a sip of water, "No, the simpler it looks, the more technical it is."

Li Mingyue looked up at her, a little distrustful.

Shen Yanbing had no choice but to continue: "...For example, here, only I can control this difficulty."

Li Mingyue showed her long-lost pear dimples, and said word by word: "Okay."

Shen Yanbing's new paper was finally delivered.

Editor Fan Nan was a senior she knew when she was a PhD student. After sending the email, she received a reply from the private chat that night—this was incredibly fast.

Fan Nan: "Do you want to modify the wording again?"

Shen Yanbing frowned slightly. The senior is considered experienced in publishing papers. Since the manuscript was not directly rejected, it was of good quality. As for the wording, she also understood that the revision was for her own good.

"Too lazy to change it." Shen Yanbing sent a bald emoji with no expression on his face, "Thank you senior."

Fan Nan didn't insist either—Shen Yanbing's professional level and writing ability were obvious to all when she was studying, and the quality of her publications frequently attracted attention in the Faculty of Arts. .

However, as a top student who could not delay his graduation under the extreme harshness of his tutors, Shen Yanbing not only had his graduation thesis included in the national excellent doctoral dissertation, but also published one after another in the core journals, coupled with his friendly and caring style of work , the doubts were quickly completely crushed.

At that time, Fan Nan noticed that his school girl, who had graduated from a bachelor's degree in history, rarely did interdisciplinary research on ancient literature. embrace of modern literature.

Therefore, when he received this paper criticizing the big players in the industry by discussing historical truth, he couldn't help repeatedly confirming the name and title of the first author "Shen Yanbing".

——The level of the article is impeccable, still familiar with the style of writing and the logic of the argument, but what made him frown was that Shen Yanbing challenged the authority so sharply.

Very courageous.

He was not optimistic about the other party's choice this time, and sent the article to other editors for a routine second review.

Shen Yanbing's living and working hours are very flexible. Except for class, the rest of the time is at her own disposal - she firmly rejected the positions of class teacher and counselor.

Now, having overfulfilled her dissertation task, she can be regarded as having a real chance to rest. The specific performance is that she does not have to hold her laptop every day, and stacks of books are also idle.

Li Mingyue noticed it early, and asked strangely during lunch: "Why don't you study?"

Shen Yanbing: "That's not study, that's work."

Li Mingyue has never worked, and has never had the pressure of getting higher grades in her studies, so she doesn't fully understand the sensory difference between the two.

Shen Yanbing was lying on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, watching the exaggerated domestic drama, and casually said, "You will understand later."

Her Royal Highness felt that she had been perfunctory again.

The author has something to say: So many sad things happened today... Tribute.

The codeword progress was also interrupted, and I didn't want to write anything.

Hug the little angels, wipe away tears and have a full meal, and continue writing.

感谢在2021-05-2202:57:47~2021-05-2214:44:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Gulin Jushi, Shihang, Xiaoding and Dingdong;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 10 bottles for a person who is going to be pissed off; 5 bottles for Yi Yi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!