Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

Shen Yanbing didn't mention this relationship between himself and the studio owner, and after leaving with Limingyue, he drove directly to the nearby bookstore.

"Paints, rice paper, brushes."

The mention is like this. When you enter the Liming Moon of the Book City, your eyes are shining. Look here and there, the meaning is very obvious.

Shen Yanbing had to put the textbooks, novels and popular science books she stopped in front of her into the shopping basket one by one. At the end of the checkout, the two of them carried a big bag, and everyone around could not help but look at her.

Limingyue sat in the car, fastened her seat belt, looked ahead, and suddenly asked, "Am I very expensive?"

"...It's okay." Shen Yanbing wanted to affirm directly, considering the other party's self-esteem, he turned a little, "the initial investment is necessary."

Liming Yue learned a lot of new concepts from world history, "Will I bring you greater rewards?"

"..." Shen Yanbing cleared her throat, making her look like an evil capitalist, "I don't need anything in return."

To be honest, she did spend a lot of money on Liming Yue. The salary of Bin University lecturers is not high, and there is not much leftover after paying off the mortgage. She relies on the money she saved in the past and side business to generate income.

Fortunately, she herself is not a person with heavy material desires, and she usually doesn't have much expense except for takeaways, so she will not live a life of real poverty.

But Liming Yue didn't know these.

She secretly calculated the additional expenses she would make after coming, her brows frowned more and more severely.

This is not Jing Chao, and she is no longer Princess Zhaoyue, no one has the obligation to support her.

"What can I do?"

Limingyue whispered, she had offered to help Shen Yanbing earlier, but apparently she hadn't done anything yet.

Cooking is a waste of ingredients, and doing housework is less than half of the business level of a housekeeping aunt.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt guilty, turned her head to look at Shen Yanbing's side face, under the car stereo, the other party didn't seem to notice her question.

Shen Yanbing glanced at her: "What are you thinking about again?"

Limingyue leaned her head against the car window and looked confused: "Why are you doing this to me?"

"Is this to you?" Shen Yanbing chuckled, as if he didn't understand, "How did I treat you?"

Liming Yue struggled for a moment, and said softly: "...It's so good to me."

When the vehicle stopped at a red light, Shen Yanbing raised his eyebrows: "Am I good to you."

Although she has a reputation for being polite and gentle, she believes that her temper is not too good, and she is more than enthusiastic about being alienated.

As for Liming Yue, if it weren't for her sensible and well-behaved and superb self-learning ability, she would probably not be so patient.

Even so, she still often perfuse each other.

In the end, Shen Yanbing could only come to the conclusion: I am afraid that no one hurt her in the past.

She glanced at Limingyue, and the other party was stunned by the rhetorical question. After the car started moving again, she slowly returned: "You are good to me."

Shen Yanbing couldn't listen to this kind of almost nauseating words, especially the other party was still a girl with a pure face, so she couldn't avoid trying to crook something.

She paused for a while, and replied flatly: "There will be someone who will treat you better in the future."

Liming Yue didn't make a sound, just looking at the traffic and the street outside the window.

When I returned to the apartment, it was already time for dinner. Liming Yue took the initiative to enter the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator with Shen Yanbing's expression on his face.

"...Alright." Shen Yanbing sat on the sofa, hesitated for a while, and didn't order takeaways in order not to hit the other party.

Although she believes in her heart that she still has to place an order sooner or later.

Limingyue is no stranger to the kitchen facilities, boiled the rice, heated the pot, and then began to beat the eggs to lay the dishes.

Shen Yanbing took out the pigments of the books he had just bought, and saw the notes spread out on the desk. He couldn't help but leaned over and took a look—Her Royal Highness is already used to gel pens, and the simplified Xingkai writing is chic and elegant.

She turned over two pages a little, mostly about modern world history, with crossed lines, red marks, and blank spaces for self-questioning and self-answering. At first glance, it was Xueba's notes.

Shen Yanbing was a little surprised. Since Her Royal Highness learned to surf the Internet, the modern adaptation speed is as fast as riding a rocket, and she rarely asks her questions on weekdays.

The objects on the desk were neatly arranged, and there were several notebooks stacked in the drawers. There were a lot of things but not messy.

Shen Yanbing didn't turn around, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Limingyue turned on the cooker hood, and was earnestly frying the leftovers at noon. She didn't look back when she heard the door opening, still staring at the pot with solemn expression.

"It's going to be done soon." She wrung out the fire, and unsteadily picked up the pan and poured it into the dish, making Shen Yanbing worried that her arm would fall down in the next second.

"Don't worry." Shen Yanbing put out the rice first, and sat at the dining table waiting for her.

Let’s not talk about the dishes. The rice cooked this time looked good. Shen Yanbing thought for a while and opened the bibimbap sauce and put it on the table.

Her Royal Highness challenged this time with egg drop soup and heating leftovers.

When Shen Yanbing saw the dish he brought out, he let go of his mind-this wouldn't be messed up.

Liming Yue obviously thought the same way. She took the lead in taking a bite of the little fried pork left over at noon. Before she could respond, Shen Yanbing also picked up a chopstick.

Then the two fell into a mutual silence.

Shen Yanbing put down his chopsticks and drank half a glass of water, "I have made progress."

"...Hmm." Liming Yue, who was hit, reflected seriously, "Maybe I put too much salt."

It's so salty that the tongue is almost out of sensation.

Shen Yanbing drank the remaining half a cup of water, scooped out the egg soup with lingering fear, and looked relaxed: "It doesn't matter, this time the soup will be good if it is not done."

Limingyue's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this, and tried to taste it, "It seems to be."

No strange smell.

It can also be said that it has no taste.

She looked at Shen Yanbing suspiciously, and the other party said sincerely: "The blisters I had eaten when I was a child tasted almost the same."

Liming Moon: "..."

In the end, the two of them relied on putting the small fried pork into the egg soup to soak, and successfully neutralized the salty and suitable dinner.

Limingyue finally admitted her shortcomings and turned her attention back to studying.

She has too much to learn, in addition to the theory of knowledge, there are also all aspects of modern society.

Shen Yanbing recently taught her to scan videos in the living area and the knowledge area-her notebook is used at a speed of a few large pages a day. The economic situation, social hotspots, and international news are like opening the door to a new world. Staying in the textbook theory a few years ago, but dynamically understanding this living world.

Every day after dinner, she has to set aside a special time to watch the video.

Shen Yanbing has been bored in the study recently.

Her topic has been preliminarily decided, a lot of relevant materials have been piled up at home, and the literature review has been completed seven or eight eight.

But it's not easy to really write the pen-what she wants to criticize is someone in the field who is also a mentor to the dean of the Faculty of Arts of Ben Thanh University.

Shen Yanbing searched for news. This historical drama has already been rehearsed and performed in the Beijing Grand Theater. It has a very good reputation and will continue to be repeated for some time in the future.

The pen in her hand turned fluently for a few times. She tried to use her habit of turning pens from her school days to relieve the pressure, but the gel pen "clicked" and fell on the table uncomfortably.

What is "historical truth"? Shen Yanbing's answer has never changed.

Can the emperors of the feudal dynasty represent the people? She felt amused for a while, but the main theme of the play "The Queen of the People" was staged like this.

She thought for a moment, and wrote the outline briefly.

Liming Yue noticed that in the past few nights, historical dramas or documentaries related to the Empress have been cast on the TV in the living room.

Feeling a little uneasy, she sat at the coffee table holding the white sheep doll in the red scarf, sipping orange juice.

"Is it your job to watch TV?"

Shen Yanbing ate the fruit and explained: "No, but it can help me understand some information."

Although most of the contents are clear to her for a long time, some details that she hasn't paid attention to may inspire her.

Her gaze suddenly fell on Liming Yue.

——She almost forgot that she lived with a genuine member of the ancient ruling class.

But time and space are different, she must first confirm the political and economic system of Jing Dynasty.

Limingyue turned to look at her and blinked: "?"

Shen Yanbing paused the video, "Tell me about the Jingchao you are in?"

Liming Yue looked surprised and replied strangely: "Jing Chao is irrelevant to modern times."

Shen Yanbing surprised the other party's apparent resistance, and chuckled, "Let me understand."

Limingyue cast her eyes down and contemplated her, thinking for a while, and she didn't know where to start.

She took off the red scarf of the Aries doll and asked, "What are you researching on recently?"

"Hmm..." Shen Yanbing propped his head, thinking about how to explain, "The contradiction between the emperor and the people, you first talk about the class situation and tax system of your dynasty."

After all, Shen Yanbing felt that he had a problem-how could the princess in the harem understand this?

She immediately changed her words: "It's okay to talk about life in the palace."

Liming Yue feels that the former is much easier to answer than the latter. In Shen Yanbing's surprised and admired gaze, she uses modern historical materialism to make a profound analysis of Jing Chao-this is what she has thought about countless times since she came to modern times. .

"Unexpectedly, you would still recognize the limitations of the ruling class." Shen Yanbing showed a faint smile, Liming Yue's assimilation speed is really faster than she imagined. If you are a general profiteering class, you will not be able to accept this for a lifetime. This gap is not impossible.

Liming Yue didn't feel that she had said anything shocking to the world-she didn't have much sense of identity with her identity when she was in Jing Chao.

"I like this world where everyone is equal now." Liming Yue suddenly added, the brilliance in his eyes was pure and moving.

Shen Yanbing raised his eyes and glanced at her. After a moment of silence, his tone was flat: "I hope you won't be disappointed in the future."

Liming Yue tilted her head to look at her, seemingly puzzled. Seeing Shen Yanbing, she didn't want to say more, and she didn't question her wittyly.

After a while, she couldn't help adding: "This is the best era I have ever seen."

Shen Yanbing turned off the screen of the phone, and the two of them met with each other, and she smiled suddenly: "You are right."

She thinks of her ordinary and smooth life, occasional setbacks are just small trials. She has not experienced any major storms, and there is no need to worry about real risks. She has a perfect life model that can be called happiness.

Many people can complain that this is the worst time, but she can't.

Since when, she began to get bored, and began to secretly look forward to-expecting heaven to accidentally break this ordinary journey of life.

She suddenly touched the princess's cheek and looked at each other, Liming Yue was a little startled.

Shen Yanbing smiled slightly: "Thank you for coming."

Breaking her monotonous life, let her gradually find the meaning of life.

The author has something to say: Thank you very much for your comments in the previous chapter, I will continue to cheer~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: a puppy and a lonely layman;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 12 bottles of la la la; 8 bottles of no; 5 bottles of Juner;

Bow and thanks!