Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago - v2 Chapter 69

The selection result of the Lanting Exhibition came out at the end of the month, and Shen Yanbing knew the result one step earlier than Liming Yue.

“It’s a gold award—”

Although he had confidence in Her Royal Highness, Shen Yanbing had never dared to raise his expectations too high.

When he really saw the other party’s name appearing in the top column, Shen Yanbing was delighted and proud from the bottom of his heart. It seemed calm on the face, but there were a lot more words—He Zhou Ying repeatedly emphasized the status of Lanting Exhibition.

“I know, I know.” Zhou Ying refrained from laughing at her, “Sister is going to be famous.”

This year’s Lanting Exhibition only accepts creative works. Zheng Ke told her that she received a full 5,000 to 6,000 works this year. After the initial review and re-evaluation, only two hundred were left. Five gold awards were selected under unanimous approval.

There is no road that is not difficult.

Shen Yanbing leaned back while sitting, slowly stretched his frowning brows, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The Department of Calligraphy of Binda University still had no trouble at the Lanting Exhibition this year. Several teachers smashed their halberds without exception, but the boys who had previously challenged Limingyue squeezed into the shortlist and got a valuable exhibition place.

Of course, all this was eclipsed by Liming Moon’s gold award.

The Binda Academy of Fine Arts sent out several tweets to promote this incident, and even posted a poster to congratulate him. Liming Yue became a figure in the Academy of Fine Arts.

Limingyue was not used to it at first. She was always a marginal person in the studio. At this moment, she came over to find her in a constant stream of words.

Cheng Guoli seemed to be more happy than she won the prize. She stood by Limingyue to help her block others. “You should practice your calligraphy and draw well, and don’t be influenced by them.”

She reminded the other party in a low voice, “You can’t write casually, you can drop the price! They just wait for you to sell money.”

Liming Yue pursed her lips, looking at her new familiar “friends”, she felt that Cheng Guoli made a lot of sense.

—In Jing Chao, she didn’t give her words as she said.

In the afternoon when the studio was over from school, Shen Yanbing deliberately drove to pick up Liming Yue, “Please go have a big meal.”

Limingyue chuckled, “The bonus is fifty thousand yuan, I can invite you.”

“I don’t know when it will be approved.” Shen Yanbing smiled, “but I won’t refuse it anyway.”

Liming Yue had a lot of contact with government affairs when he was in Jing Dynasty, and he was also aware of the difficulties in the approval of funds in the government. He did not expect that this problem would not be immune to such a developed modern day.

Shen Yanbing didn’t talk to her in depth, but the doorway inside was tacit.

Finally, Limingyue looked at her little balance and the bill owed to Shen Yanbing, and had to give in.

Shen Yanbing took her to a Japanese food store. She didn’t have much hobbies. She just took advantage of this opportunity to bring Liming Yue more exposure to new things.

Entering the izakaya, raising the Japanese-style curtain, Limingyue followed her to the small private room separated by the screen, and looked at it curiously after seated. The restaurants she usually go to are all Chinese, and she has never been to this style of place.

Shen Yanbing took the menu, ordered something quickly, and waited for snacks first.

Liming Yue looked at her, “Is it expensive here?”

“The only thing you have to consider today is how to eat.” Shen Yanbing also held his cheek to look at her, pushed the ice orange juice in front of him a bit, and turned the straw to the other person, “Try it?”

Leaning forward, Liming Yue grabbed the straw, and said loosely: “It’s too sweet.”

Shen Yanbing smiled, took a new straw and squeezed it in, leaned over, tried it, and agreed: “It’s true.”

The faces of the two were very close.

Shen Yanbing has no habit of cleanliness, but since he was studying, he has rarely shared food with others. This time it was a subconscious natural action.

She and Limingyue raised their heads at the same time, their eyes facing each other, Limingyue smiled swiftly, and pressed her lips to the other’s lips.

The greasy orange juice deepens the ambiguity for no reason, and it is obviously just a touch of water, but the jelly-sweet taste is lingering.

There are many people around and the private rooms are not closed.

Liming Yueduan sat, with a thin red face behind her face, Shen Yanbing chuckled lightly, “The courage is getting bigger and bigger.”

Under the table, Liming Yue touched the opponent restlessly, and looked down: “No one saw it.”

Shen Yanbing smiled slightly, raised his head indifferently, but suddenly ran into another eye full of meaning.

-Qiu Feng.

Shen Yanbing reacted for a while before remembering the name.

Song still’s ex-boyfriend, Xu Nuo’s fiancé, after so long, I didn’t expect to see him here.

The other side’s table was not far away, faintly, the figure facing Shen Yanbing’s back was very familiar.

Seeing that she was a little distracted, Limingyue blinked and was about to turn her head, but she was suddenly holding her face.

Shen Yanbing clamped her restless calf, his face leaned closer: “Don’t move.”

The sniffles were audible, Liming Yue closed his eyes obediently, waiting for a while, but there was no movement.

She opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes, and saw Shen Yanbing let go, embracing her arms, watching her smile, “What are you thinking?”

Limingyue was a little embarrassed, she glared at her with her lips, sat upright, and leaned her head back, leaning back in her chair in a relaxed manner.

The food came quickly, with delicate small plates of sushi, assorted sashimi on ice, foie gras and prawns, all filled with a dazzling array.

Liming Yue quickly threw away his emotions, and took the initiative to try it curiously.

There was also a time when sashimi was popular in the Jing Dynasty, but the capital was in the inland center, not near the sea or the river, and there was not much food in the palace, and Liming Yue only tasted it a few times.

Seeing her unrestrained, Shen Yanbing suddenly became a little bit playful, and mixed a little green sauce on the fish fillet, serious: “Try it?”

Liming Yue didn’t doubt that he was there, and when she pinched Han’s entrance, her face froze for the next second, and her movements froze.

Shen Yanbing held back a smile and handed her a cup of barley tea, solemnly: “How is it?”

Limingyue’s eyes were covered with mist, and her expression was calm: “General.”

She slowly drank the tea, pretending to inadvertently brush her eyelids-she was so choked with tears!

Shen Yanbing crossed his hands and leaned his chin to look at her amusedly, “More?”

Limingyue stepped on her.

Shen Yanbing stopped teasing her, smiling and raising his head, the two slowly wiped out the food.

The curtain was half-hidden, and the person on the opposite side looked at this side from time to time, Liming Yue turned her back without noticing it.

Qiu Feng offered a glass of wine to Shen Yanbing, and the woman sitting opposite him also turned and looked over. The eyes of the two met, and they looked away in a rare tacit understanding.

Liming Yue was talking about what happened in the Academy of Fine Arts these past few days. Shen Yanbing listened carefully and occasionally joked with her.

“No one told you about joining the book association?” she asked casually, “it is still necessary to get in touch with people in the circle.”

Liming Yue was about to talk about it, “Ms. Liu mentioned it, but I haven’t figured it out yet.”

“Looking at the official website later, it shouldn’t be embarrassing.” Shen Yanbing smiled, and then asked, “How is the result of Teacher Liu Yu this time?”

“We are shortlisted.” Liu Yu was already satisfied with the result, and Limingyue had no choice but to stop regretting.

Shen Yanbing also thought it was good. Liu Yu didn’t take the calligraphy road originally. His fame is in traditional Chinese painting. This achievement is already quite impressive.

While chatting, Shen Yanbing suddenly got up and walked towards the bathroom, “I’ll be back soon.”

Limingyue nodded, waited for people to be far away, and immediately turned around—

Qiu Feng waved to her and approached with a smile: “Miss Li, it’s been a long time since I saw you.”

Limingyue quickly reacted to the identity of the other party, not indifferent or indifferent: “Hello.”

Many people say that Qiu Feng laughed very gracefully, but Liming Yue looked like a complete hypocrite—she didn’t understand what the other party had done, but her seventh sense was extremely keen.

Later, from the chat between Zhou Ying and Shen Yanbing, her intuition was also confirmed.

Qiu Feng didn’t care about her indifference, and still smiled lightly: “Why, Teacher Shen left you here alone?”

Liming Yue raised her eyes and glanced at him unkindly.

“It seems that Teacher Shen is not so indifferent to old love. As soon as Xu Nuo raised her foot and left, she chased him up.”

Qiu Feng looked at her condescendingly, with pity in his eyes.

Limingyue put down the barley tea in her hand and looked at him coldly.

Qiu Feng suddenly bent over and leaned closer, “They are happy with them, Miss Li, would you like to think about me?”

-He was greeted by a splash of warm tea. The man closed his eyes and opened his face twisted, brushing his face, reaching out to pinch Liming Moon, but was kicked away severely.

Liming Yue suddenly stood up, his eyes were sharp, his aura directly overwhelmed the opponent, and the man who was a head taller than her was stunned and motionless opposite her.

There were already people around, and the waiter walked over here. Qiu Feng was already wet in his suit. He resisted his frustration and didn’t dare to make a fuss and turned back to his table. He took his things and went straight out of the shop.

The gathered eyes slowly turned away, and Liming Yue sat down as if nothing had happened.

The waiter Shanshan arrived late, and Liming Yue looked calmly: “Can you drag the tea on the ground?”

This Japanese food store has a notoriously high level of service. When the customer mentioned it, someone came to clean up the debris on the ground within two minutes.

“Thank you for adding some more tea, please.” Liming Yue pointed to the empty barley tea cup on the table and laughed, “It tastes good.”

She absent-mindedly eating sushi, dipped a large piece of wasabi in it, choking her cough, flushing her face, water splashing around her eyes, wiped it, and took a sip of ice orange juice to relieve her.

Under the strong physical stimulation, Limingyue finally recovered her mind.

Washroom, washstand.

Shen Yanbing’s expression was dull: “What are you looking for?”

“This is the first time you followed me so readily after we broke up.” Xu Nuo sighed, and then mocked, “Are you afraid of me appearing in front of your new girlfriend?”

Shen Yanbing finally looked at her, plainly: “This is not your style.”

Xu Nuo looked down, “hasn’t your style changed? When did you like this?”

Shen Yanbing didn’t like being younger than her. Xu Nuo had heard this reason for refusal a long time ago—she was lucky that she was just two years older than her.

Shen Yanbing was speechless, and was silent for a moment before saying: “I only look at feelings, not preferences.”

“Yes.” Xu Nuo smiled, “You can do so much without you, I really didn’t expect it.”

She seemed to confirm something, and continued: “You took her home? A dangerous girl who had a blank resume and didn’t know where it came from—”

Shen Yanbing looked at her with calm eyes.

Xu Nuo suddenly lost his voice, only the space between the two of them seemed to be muted.

Deep, depressed, without results.

“This has nothing to do with you.” Shen Yanbing looked at her, “Don’t use resources to check people, it’s very rude.”

She had exercised restraint in her words, Xu Nuo looked at her sadly and felt the indifference in a calm tone.

Again and again, again and again.

She put the back of her hand on her face, and her voice was a little hoarse: “I’m sorry, I can’t help it.”

Xu Nuo has always been someone who doesn’t bother to show his fragility. He can play and watch.

However, Shen Yanbing’s principle is also very simple.

She said, “Go back.”

Xu Nuo suddenly took a step forward and hugged her.

She said: “I’m getting married, it’s true.”

Shen Yanbing did not immediately break away from her, and said softly, “Qiu Feng is not a beloved.”

Xu Nuo smiled and actively let go of her, “I know.”

After speaking, she left without looking back.

Shen Yanbing had a hunch that their entanglement ended here.

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