Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

Limingyue wants to sleep with her.

Shen Yanbing did not directly agree, but only asked: "Did you not sleep well recently?"

Li Mingyue hugged the sofa pillow and leaned her head on it, "The lower bunk is too cramped, I don't like the bed board above my head."

This is indeed a problem. Shen Yanbing didn't expect to keep her for so long.

"Our schedules may not match, I sleep very late." Shen Yanbing thought about it.

"It's okay, I won't bother you." Li Mingyue pretended not to understand her meaning.

Shen Yanbing could only sigh in his heart, "Bring your quilt over at that time."

Li Mingyue jumped up happily, "I'm going to take a shower first!"

Shen Yanbing smiled, went back to the study, turned on the laptop, put on his glasses, and checked the email.

She hasn't confirmed whether she wants to participate in this associate professor's title, and the lecturer's qualifications are less than two years old, but according to the original meaning of the school, there are few people in this class, and her ability is too outstanding, so she is still very likely to be selected.

But as soon as things happened after that, the voting was suspended.

The editor of the journal sent an email, and Shen Yan did not respond in a hurry after opening it for a quick browse.

The storm will always pass, what she needs to do is to wait patiently.

When Li Mingyue came out of the shower, she saw the door of the study room was open, Shen Yanbing sat on the chair thoughtfully, and knocked on the side of the door.

"Can I come in?" Li Mingyue asked, she had hardly stepped into Shen Yanbing's private domain.

Shen Yanbing nodded, "Take off your shoes."

The study room is not big, with a solid wooden square table in the middle, two large bookshelves by the wall, and a bay window. There are mountains of books piled up on the floor, and the small blanket that covers the legs also slips on the ground quite casually. Most of them come in barefoot, and the slippers at home are put away. at the door.

Li Mingyue landed on tiptoe and walked to Shen Yanbing's side without making any sound.

"Are you still working?" She bent over and looked at the computer screen.

Shen Yanbing didn't dodge, "No."

Li Mingyue looked at the huge title on the densely packed small characters and frowned, "Refuting you?"

Shen Yanbing smiled, reached out and squeezed Li Mingyue's cheek, "Don't worry about it."

There is only one office swivel chair in the study room, and Li Mingyue folds her hands behind the back chair, carefully reading the words on the laptop.

"Why do they criticize you?" Li Mingyue asked dissatisfiedly, "So you will be scolded even if you are a teacher?"

This is very different from Jing Chao.

"There will always be people who don't agree with you, whether it's your opinion or you." Shen Yanbing raised her head, didn't go any further, and answered her second question, "I'm not their teacher, But it’s really hard to be a teacher now.”

She looked sideways at Li Mingyue and smiled, "Do you still want to be a teacher?"

Li Mingyue talked about something else: "Many people scolded me before, but I pretended I didn't hear it."

"This time, I don't want to be scolded." Li Mingyue lowered her eyes, "Why don't you agree to say something so ugly?"

Shen Yanbing suddenly felt Her Royal Highness's melancholy, as well as a wonderful feeling of being loved.

She sighed silently, and took Li Mingyue's hand hanging behind her back, "Don't listen to them."

Shen Yanbing couldn't help but feel melancholy when thinking about the career that Li Mingyue would pursue in the future.

Art is a more frowned upon path than academia.

"If some people like you, others will hate you. The most important thing is to recognize yourself." Shen Yanbing tried to explain her, "Look at Teacher Liu Yu's Chinese paintings, they are pretty good, but when they are put on the market, there are still people who criticize them. Peers critique old-school techniques."

Li Mingyue really didn't know, she was surprised, "Why?"

Shen Yanbing smiled, and raised his thin-rimmed glasses, "Art is subjective, and everyone has the right to appreciate it or not, whether it's an amateur or a professional."

"Including your calligraphy, I can appreciate the power and beauty in it, but some people may pass it by at a glance, and can't even tell the difference from others - such people also exist in the Calligraphy Association."

Li Mingyue subconsciously frowned, hesitated to speak.

"Let's put it this way, in Jingchao, you were surrounded by high-level intellectuals who knew calligraphy and appreciation. They all appreciated your talent, and because of your status, not many people criticized you face to face, but in modern times, people who study calligraphy There are more people, and more people dare to speak out, and there will naturally be more criticizing voices."

Shen Yanbing turned the swivel chair and faced Li Mingyue, "I said this not to make you cater to them, but to let you calm down."

"A good work can stand the test, and those voices of doubt will naturally disappear in time."

Li Mingyue's hand was held in the palm of Shen Yanbing's palm, gently squeezed to soothe her nerves.

"I understand." Li Mingyue squatted down, put her arms on Shen Yanbing's knees, leaned her head against her, and said in a low voice.

Shen Yanbing touched her head, "Our Mingyue will definitely become a great calligrapher and painter."

Li Mingyue also laughed, "Yes."

That night, after washing up, Li Mingyue entered Shen Yanbing's bedroom with her quilt in her arms.

"I won't go to bed until twelve o'clock." Shen Yanbing moved his quilt to the side and emphasized again, "Can you adapt to the light?"

"No problem." Li Mingyue lay down peacefully, seeing Shen Yanbing sitting on the back and seriously reading the electronic paper book, she quickly completely ignored her.

"What are you looking at?" she asked, staring at the ceiling.

Shen Yanbing replied: "Novel."

Li Mingyue turned sideways and looked at Shen Yanbing, "What novel?"

"A historical novel." Shen Yanbing returned, seeing the other party wriggling over, it was funny, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"...I also want to read." Li Mingyue sat up, approached the other party, and saw the pages clearly.

Shen Yanbing put the electronic paper book in the middle, "It's about the characters of the Qin Dynasty, let's see if you can keep up."

"En." Li Mingyue sat side by side with her, leaning close without any gaps. Shen Yanbing read very fast, and Li Mingyue, who was not familiar with the plot, had to concentrate on keeping up with the rhythm of turning pages.

Flipping and flipping, Li Mingyue lost her mind.

Even though she has been in modern times for so long, Her Royal Highness still hasn't fully adapted to the life habits of a night owl, and she can't stand it after a while.

Shen Yanbing noticed the other party's forced yawn early in the morning, and smiled in his heart, and it didn't take long for a heavy head to appear on his shoulders.

Li Mingyue closed her eyes, almost falling asleep.

Shen Yanbing didn't turn the page for a long time.

Finally, she put down the electronic paper book and put the person down slowly.

Li Mingyue squinted her eyes, the light was bright, she put her hand on her eyelids naturally, and turned over wrapped in the quilt.

Shen Yanbing chuckled, and brushed out her messy long hair, making her more comfortable.

"Good night." She reached out to the head of the bed, leaving only a small night light.

The sound of the air-conditioning was extremely soft, and the heavy curtains completely covered the night view outside the bay window, preventing any light or sound from entering.

Shen Yanbing glanced at the phone, then lay down and closed his eyes.

This is the earliest time she has slept this year.

A good night's sleep.

In the early morning, Shen Yanbing woke up under the pressure of the dawn moon.

She regained her senses, and reluctantly moved Li Mingyue's arm that was on her chest, and her calf slipped out of the entanglement of the opponent's feet.

Shen Yanbing got out of bed and got up, opened the curtains, the sky was dimly bright, he touched his phone and saw that it was only past six o'clock.

This was probably the first morning she woke up refreshed in a long time.

I don't know whether it was the morning light or the emptiness around her that woke up Li Mingyue, she squinted her eyes slightly, buried her head in Shen Yanbing's quilt, and woke up half asleep and half awake after a while.

Last night was considered a very late day for her to fall asleep. Her Royal Highness sleeps longer than ordinary modern people require.

She didn't go out to wash up right away, but sat on the edge of the bed, frowning in a daze.

Shen Yanbing's bedroom is very simple, with bay windows, coat racks, bedside tables, and a space dominated by white, as simple as Shen Yanbing is.

Li Mingyue stepped barefoot on the cold floor and sat on the bay window. The air conditioner had been turned off, but the air-conditioning was still strong.

She remembered that when Shen Yanbing returned to Shacheng, she came to this room carefully and sat here like this.

At that time, she was unhappy because of Xu Nuo's visit, but now everything has changed drastically.

Li Mingyue finally woke up, stood up, folded the two thin quilts, and walked out the bedroom door.

Shen Yanbing was actually making breakfast seriously.

"Good morning." She said, Li Mingyue also returned, "Good morning."

"I don't eat frozen food today." Shen Yanbing put down the noodles, not surprised by Li Mingyue's appearance, "Did you wash up?"

Li Mingyue nodded, "You can put a little pepper."

"It's okay." Shen Yanbing smiled, she is a person who likes spicy food, but Her Royal Highness is not very fond of spicy food.

Both of them got up early today, and there was still some time before leaving school, so Li Mingyue made a pot of soy milk, sat at the desk and read books and waited slowly.

She doesn't like milk, and she doesn't agree with Shen Yanbing drinking iced milk every morning.

Shen Yanbing brought out two bowls of noodles, and the eggs were directly beaten into the soup pot, mixing with the noodles, and the egg whites and egg yolks were all broken into pieces.

"I learned this in junior high school." Shen Yanbing said with emotion, "At that time, my parents were often away and didn't want to go out, so I fumbled to cook noodles by myself."

Memory is always easily beautified unconsciously.In fact, when Shen Yanbing was in junior high school, she cooked instant noodles most often. Pour the bagged noodles and seasonings she bought into the pot, and cook them on the fire. This is the routine operation of the girl Shen Yanbing.

Naturally, Li Mingyue didn't know, and her focus went astray: "Were your family very busy when you were young?"

"They've always been busy." Shen Yanbing thought for a while, "After entering university, they usually can't contact a few times a month, and the relationship is getting colder and colder."

"Then how is your relationship?" Li Mingyue couldn't help but explore her past life, "Aren't you very lonely?"

Shen Yanbing smiled, "Everything is fine."

It's really good. She understands her parents' career pursuits. Although they don't have many contacts, there are not many practical barriers. Ms. Zheng Man and Mr. Shen Tongzhou are very open and inclusive people.

As for herself, she spent a pretty good childhood with her grandpa and cousin, but the impression of her adolescence was dull, not to mention lonely or rich.

Shen Yanbing told Li Mingyue her childhood memories, cousin's teasing, grandpa's naughtiness, grandma's worrying, fishing and catching shrimps in the countryside, Li Mingyue was stunned for a while.

"Isn't it interesting?" Shen Yanbing was very nostalgic, "I don't know what the countryside is like now."

Since grandma passed away, their family rarely returned to their hometown.

Li Mingyue paused with her chopsticks, "It doesn't sound modern at all."

Shen Yanbing was amused and sighed, "You are right."

In Shen Yueran's generation, she no longer knows what the countryside is like, so it's hard to say if it's a pity.

"When I was outside Jingchao's palace, I also had a lot of friends." Li Mingyue said, "But there is no pond in the capital where children can fish, and there are no fruit trees or butterflies."

Later, some of her companions died, and some were sold. People in the Prince's Mansion said that those people were not worthy of her company.

Gradually, she went out of the house less and less.

Shen Yanbing put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at Her Royal Highness, who was depressed, and patted her forehead, "Let's plant some flowers on the balcony."

She looked at Li Mingyue: "Plant the flowers you like."

Li Mingyue refused, Shen Yanbing was slightly surprised.

Immediately afterwards, Her Royal Highness said solemnly, "I want to grow vegetables."

Shen Yanbing smiled deep into his eyes: "Okay, I will accompany you."

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