Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

Li Mingyue's identity issue was completely resolved, Shen Yanbing invited Shen Yuan's family to dinner, the two sides discussed the time, and it was set for Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Jing Chao also celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival, and enjoys the moon and eats moon cakes." Li Mingyue counted the days, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is only a few days away.

The publicity in the shopping mall outside started early, with moon cake lanterns, moon rabbit osmanthus trees, and the whole place was filled.

Li Mingyue asked Shen Yanbing: "Can you make lanterns?"

Shen Yanbing smiled and shook his head, "You like it?"

Li Mingyue then talked about the grand occasion of the mid-autumn night in Jingchao, "The tree is mid-autumn, and the lanterns are erected much taller, with bells and colorful flags adorned below, and they are set up on tile eaves and big trees everywhere."

"Speaking of which, it looks very modern." Shen Yanbing raised his elbow to look at her, "There are often festivals in the city at night. A few years ago, there was a lantern festival in Bincheng, and there were a lot of people."

Li Mingyue said, "I didn't build these by myself."

Shen Yanbing gave her a funny look, but she understood her intention, "You want to tie a lantern?"

Limingyue nodded.

It's not a big deal, I took a walk to the outdoor handmade shop that night, and bought all the materials quickly.

Li Mingyue was a little disappointed, "The materials are so simple, you can put them together."

This is very different from the lantern she imagined.

Shen Yanbing was helpless: "What is popular in modern times is DIY."

"There is no reed, no weaving, no pasting paper." Li Mingyue looked at her, "There is no soul."

"What you said must be at the level of intangible cultural heritage." Shen Yanbing smiled, showing surprise, "You really know how?"

Li Mingyue's handwriting is brilliant, and her hands are so precious that she doesn't seem to know how to weave reed strips—even the most skilled old artist will inevitably get cut fingers and bring out layer upon layer of injuries.

"No." Li Mingyue was exposed without any embarrassment and was generous.

She mentioned this matter just on a whim, she didn't expect Shen Yanbing to be so easy to tease.

But she still gained something else: "What is intangible cultural heritage?"

Shen Yanbing wrote her the full name, and Li Mingyue searched it on the tablet, and was soon addicted to it, unable to extricate herself.

——she saw many familiar and strange things.

Seeing that she would not be able to come out for a while, Shen Yanbing simply assembled the lantern slowly by himself.

I bought one circle and one side, the colored paper is very thin, there are no redundant patterns, and the style is not complicated palace lanterns or rhombus fans.

When choosing, Li Mingyue said that her favorite was the paper-pasted round lanterns outside the palace, with only a few words inscribed on them, and they were carried on the street during the festive season, so they were inconspicuous at all.

Shen Yanbing put the electronic lamp in, and called Li Mingyue who was still watching: "Write something?"

Only then did Li Mingyue probe her head, put down the tablet and sat down.

Thin colored paper was spread out on the desk, and Li Mingyue dipped his brush in ink, and asked, "What are you writing?"

"Fortune and fortune, Gong Xi Fa Cai." Shen Yanbing made fun of her, and was reprimanded.

Li Mingyue thought about it, and wrote the inscription——

"May it last forever"

The second half of the inscription on the other one is: "Thousands of miles share the beautiful beauty"

The handwriting is graceful and elegant, which is quite different from her usual style.

When the ink was dry, Shen Yanbing carefully pasted it up, "You're done."

Li Mingyue squatted aside and watched quietly, smiling all over her heart and eyes, stretched out her hands and clapped together.

After the weekend passed, Shen Yanbing's life was back on track, on the same line as Li Mingyue, plain but not boring.

After the news of Liming Yuebin Great Calligraphy Exhibition No.1 came out, Cheng Guoli hugged her as soon as she saw her, "Can I hug your thigh in advance?"

She grinned, "I was defeated by an auditor I've never heard of before, and the calligraphy major is too domineering."

Li Mingyue stayed in the studio most of the time, and had very little contact with other classes, so she was a little surprised when she heard this.

"He's next target is Lanting Exhibition, which is newly open for registration. He's going to say something. Don't lose to him, get up!"

Li Mingyue frowned when she heard the words, "I don't know anyone at all, and besides calligraphy, there is no winner or loser."

Although there are differences in writing skills and styles, Li Mingyue's reading of characters is more for eye contact - this is not metaphysics, but the first intuition cultivated by years of immersion.

Li Mingyue talked about it with Shen Yanbing and Zhou Ying during the meal, and they both laughed.

"Is there still such a secondary school? It hasn't started yet. The manifesto has come out." Zhou Ying joked at the master calligraphy major, "Are all art lovers so crazy?"

Shen Yanbing laughed: "Calligraphy cultivates one's morality and self-cultivation. It is difficult to become a master if you can't hold your breath."

Li Mingyue paused, and sneaked a glance at her, "The classmate also said that he wanted to attract my attention."

The two were speechless, and the air was silent for a while.

"Too naive." Zhou Ying broke the silence and said with earnestness, "Sister, don't look at this kind of person halfway."

Shen Yanbing just smiled and didn't pay much attention, "Prepare for Lanting Exhibition."

Li Mingyue responded slowly, and couldn't help but look at Shen Yanbing frequently.

The sky in Bincheng turned gray again, and the sun that had been hanging for many days finally receded, showing signs of rain.

On the way home, Zhou Ying left, and Li Mingyue asked, "Don't you care?"

Shen Yanbing was helpless: "What do you think I should react?"

There was already a drizzle outside, falling on the car windows, and the wipers started moving not too quickly.

Li Mingyue leaned her head against the car window, thinking seriously, "Curious?"

"That's true." Shen Yanbing smiled, "But after thinking about it, we, Mingyue, are both beautiful and powerful, and have first-class character. Isn't it strange that no one likes it?"

Li Mingyue was caught off guard by a wave of compliments, the corners of her mouth turned up, her tone was suppressed, and she pretended to be serious, "What if he chases me?"

There happened to be a red light on the road, Shen Yan smiled in his eyes, and turned to look at her: "Isn't it your responsibility to deal with it?"

After finishing speaking, she was not satisfied with her answer, and said, "Help you drive them away?"

"Bingo, you have to help me drive them away." Li Mingyue faced her, and made a "tick" with her index finger in the void.

She lay on the backrest, looked at the slowly moving traffic ahead, and said lightly, "I won't accept anyone but you."

——This is the sincerity of 19-year-old Li Mingyue.

Shen Yanbing didn't answer immediately.

She is 28 this year, and she is no longer the age to easily confess and make promises.

She thinks more about life than love.

The relationship she had had was not very smooth, and she started with courage, and it came to an end in a year.

Shen Yanbing has no illusions about being a couple forever.

She likes Limingyue, but she only stops at liking. There are too many variables in the future.

When I got home, the drizzle started to get heavier, colorful umbrellas caught my eye, and the car lights were on in the misty rain.

The two didn't come out until the underground parking lot, the elevator went upstairs, and they didn't get caught in the rain.

"I can't take a walk today." Li Mingyue turned her head to look at her, "Rainy days are suitable for sleeping."

"Stop studying?" Shen Yanbing smiled, Her Royal Highness usually either read books or practice calligraphy at night.

Li Mingyue has no psychological burden, "I have to relax occasionally."

Maybe it was because her staring eyes were too direct and bold, Shen Yanbing felt a subtle pressure.

This pressure was put to the maximum when Li Mingyue took a shower and went to bed.

She hugged the pillow and asked Shen Yanbing in a low voice, "Why don't you touch me?"

Shen Yanbing flicked the electronic paper book for a while.

She already had a very clear answer in her heart, but she didn't want to say it.

The house was very quiet, and the sound of rain outside could be clearly heard.

Li Mingyue turned over and turned her back to her, "You always treat me like a little girl."

Shen Yanbing turned a page, helplessly, "I treat you as your highness the princess."

Li Mingyue's head moved, as if she was laughing, she lowered her voice, "There are no princesses in modern times, as you said."

"Then who is beside me?" Shen Yanbing casually turned another page, obviously not reading it.

Li Mingyue squirmed and sat up, leaning her head on Shen Yanbing's bent knee, "It's Li Mingyue."

The almond eyes are bright, the eyelashes flicker, and go directly to the heart.

Shen Yanbing deliberately didn't look at her.

Li Mingyue leaned forward, covered the electronic paper book with both hands, and said relentlessly, "Look at me."

Shen Yanbing put the electronic paper book on the bedside with a funny face, "Look at you."

Li Mingyue didn't think it was enough, she reached out and took off her glasses, and while Shen Yanbing was slightly stunned, she leaned forward and kissed her eyes.

Shen Yanbing subconsciously closed her eyes, left and right, trembling slightly, Li Mingyue put her arms around her neck and put her head against her head.

Limingyue sat on her body.

Shen Yanbing opened his eyes.

She caressed Li Mingyue's long hair, tidying up the thin hair at the sideburns, with her fingertips slightly past the pinnae.

Li Mingyue's ear tips were flushed, and her cheeks were also stained with a thin red.

This is the limit of her initiative.

Shen Yanbing saw her embarrassment, covered her smile, and reached out to touch her waist, making people laugh into a ball as expected.

Li Mingyue nestled her head on her neck, complaining that she refused to look up.

Shen Yanbing scratched again, Li Mingyue tried hard to hold back her smile, tears came from the corners of her eyes, "itch."

She rubbed her head against her neck in retaliation, then raised her head without responding, her lips lingered up, from the neckline to the chin, to the earlobe.

Shen Yanbing stopped her movements.

She held Li Mingyue around her wrist, rolled over and pressed down.

Liming Yuetou lay on the bed steadily, her eyes were hazy, and she smiled showing two pear dimples.

Shen Yanbing kissed it.

The lips and teeth intertwined, the movements were fierce, the wrists that were held slowly reached the palms of the hands, and the fingers were tightly intertwined.

Panting slightly, Li Mingyue's palms were suddenly released, she heard Shen Yanbing's deep breath, and heard the sound of getting up to go out.

She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling above her head, which was dizzyingly open and bright.

The rain outside was getting louder.

Shen Yanbing took out a glass of ice water from the refrigerator.

There was a faint sound of thunder outside, and the sound of rain suddenly became louder.

She put down the glass and sat at the dining table, regretting for the first time that she hadn't prepared some wine.

Li Mingyue came out barefoot, making no sound at all.

It was still the same pajamas, the neckline was a bit too big, Shen Yanbing still remembered that it was an old dress that she randomly dug out when she first came here.

The messy hair was slightly curled, and a few strands hung down from her chest, and she looked at her with lowered eyebrows.

Shen Yanbing was in awe of this trick he had learned somewhere.

Cute and sexy, it was the first time she had seen these two words blend so perfectly on the same person.

However, she just coughed lightly: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Shen Yanbing staggered and walked towards the study with ice water in his hand, with a natural expression, "Good night, go to bed early, don't wait for me."

Leaving Li Mingyue facing the closed study door.

The author has something to say: Her Royal Highness is rolling on the bed in anger...

By the way, one more thing, the pre-receipt copywriting has been revised again, and the head is bald, just... I beg the cuties to collect it as much as possible, it is very important to me (sigh