Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

"Have you heard that Tianshui Pavilion is about to be occupied by someone..."

"...No way, it's been a long time since no one has come here, I'm afraid it's not some newly favored nobleman."

"No! You can't guess, there is a princess raised outside the palace, but now she is coming back—"

Shen Yanbing gradually came to his senses, half-closed his eyes and looked at the dazzling sun, raised his hand to touch the soft mud bush, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his nerves, and fell into nothingness in a chaotic way.

There was noise in her ears, and in the darkness, the sound of howling wind blew across her face and body, and also blew away the phantoms around her.

"You...are...who..."

Shen Yanbing heard the voice coming intermittently, and instinctively wanted to catch the ethereal voice, his brows were tightly furrowed, and thin sweat slowly broke out from the corners of his forehead.

—she opened her eyes abruptly.

She was lying on the ground, lying outside.

Shen Yanbing immediately realized that there was a completely unfamiliar scene around her, red roof tiles, gardens, and a woman in ancient court attire stood in front of her.

With an undergraduate degree in history and years of family education, she can tell the value of the material and style of the other party at a glance. The soft pearl satin and cloud gauze, and the blue and white intercolor skirt show a slender figure, and she can tell at a glance that the other party is not a maid.

After looking at it for less than a second, Shen Yanbing struggled to raise his head, half sat up, and the face of the figure against the light became clear.

She saw the other person's appearance clearly.

Eyes widened suddenly, Shen Yanbing opened his mouth slightly, reconsidering all this in an inconceivable way.

Her fingers were trembling slightly. The painting style and atmosphere were completely different from the modern one. She lowered her head and saw that she was still wearing the white pajamas before going to bed, and she felt a little light sitting on the dirt. She pinched herself, but there was no obvious pain.

The familiar woman standing in front of her looked at her coldly, and repeated with a worried expression: "Who are you?"

Liming Yue asked her who she was.

Shen Yanbing's thoughts were instantly clear, and she tried hard to overcome the soreness of her legs and feet, and stood up unsteadily.

She subconsciously patted the pajamas that were not stained with dust or leaves, looked at Princess Zhaoyue, "My name is Shen Yanbing."

Her Royal Highness looked at this strangely dressed person, chewing on the name in her heart, and frowned: "Shen... Bing?"

Shen Yanbing chuckled, and suddenly understood her situation.

She said, "It's good for the princess to call me Yan Bing."

All the surrounding scenery is so real, yet somewhat blurred like an illusion.

Only Li Mingyue standing in front of her could clearly see the luster of every hair and cloth.

Princess Zhaoyue was obviously not someone she knew well, and she was very wary of this strange and strange woman who suddenly appeared here: "Why are you here?"

She had just entered the palace and had just moved into Tianshui Pavilion, so she was still a little uncomfortable with the things in the palace, even walking alone when she saw this woman lying in the bushes, she didn't immediately invite someone over.

Shen Yanbing looked at Her Royal Highness, who had a solemn face but couldn't hide her youthfulness, and estimated in her heart that she would not be more than 16 years old now.

She thought for a while, and replied, "I came to find you from another world."

Princess Zhaoyue subconsciously took a step back when she heard the words, and suddenly laughed, "Oh?"

Li Mingyue doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but she inexplicably has a strange sense of intimacy with this strangely dressed man with most of her hair cut off. She tilts her head and laughs: "Then why did you come to find me?"

Shen Yanbing looked at her, his eyes moved slightly, "Because you are my lover."

Lover.

Li Mingyue stood quietly, and suddenly smiled, "Really, but I don't have a lover."

She suddenly didn't want to say any more, turned around, left the place regardless, and walked slowly into the house.

Shen Yanbing came to this world barefoot, and now she can only chase Li Mingyue's figure in her pajamas.

There was a cleaning maid passing by, Shen Yanbing subconsciously wanted to cover herself, but found that it was inevitable.

"Princess Wan'an." All the maids who passed by bowed their heads and bowed. After getting Princess Zhaoyue's nod and leaving, they continued with the original work.

Shen Yanbing was a short distance away from Zhaoyue, before she passed by, the maids stood up one after another, and no one paid attention to this strange person.

She suddenly realized something, stood still, the wind was blowing around, the fallen leaves rolled up, floated to her feet, moved forward with the wind, passed her feet and rolled to the other side.

passed through.

Shen Yanbing stood motionless, and after a while, she quickly turned around and walked in front of the group of maids, no one could see her.

She tried to touch each other, but passed through strangely.

She is now like an invisible ghost, opaque, but no one can see her or touch her.

But just now...

She turned around and immediately followed Li Mingyue, who was not walking fast.

"Why are you following me?" Li Mingyue asked without turning her head, and stopped suddenly after asking, looking ahead.

Shen Yanbing stopped at a short distance this time, very close.

She didn't delve into why Li Mingyue could see her, she just wanted to know if she could touch her.

Her hand gradually approached the other's straight back——

Passed through.

But Li Mingyue seemed to sense something, and turned around.

Shen Yanbing retracted her hand and answered her question: "You are the only reason I came here."

Princess Zhaoyue looked at each other quietly, not joking or talking, both of them were calm and serious.

She stared into Shen Yanbing's eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Then come with me."

——It was smoother than Shen Yanbing expected, and the other party didn't seem interested in her background, nor was she afraid at all.

She followed the princess into the bedroom.

The interior was tidied up at the beginning, simple and casual, but Li Mingyue sat down without paying attention, opened a book, and flipped through it silently.

Life in the ancient palace was dull and boring.

Shen Yanbing followed her and sat opposite her, looking at her with his arms propped up, without thinking about the modern Internet and entertainment, his whole body was so light that he almost floated, and time passed by in a flash.

During the meal, the maid came forward to serve the dishes, and Shen Yanbing sat on the stool, smiling sweetly.

Li Mingyue looked up at the maid, then at Shen Yanbing, as if confirming her guess, she didn't say anything.

She ate slowly, eating alone was boring.

Shen Yanbing chatted with her: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Why are you afraid?" Li Mingyue picked up food for herself without looking at her.

Fortunately, the maid in the room has been sent away by her, so she won't be mistaken for talking to herself in a daze.

Princess Zhaoyue in Jingchao is different from the Limingyue that Shen Yanbing knew, which made her feel novel, and made her want to get closer to understand this past more deeply.

She tried to touch the table, but failed, so she could only answer the question seriously, "I am not from this world, they can't see me, only you..."

"I am the reason why you came here." Li Mingyue answered naturally, "You said that, so of course I want to see you."

Shen Yanbing couldn't refute, but only smiled lightly.

Princess Zhaoyue had very few belongings, and there were not many people serving her, so the entire Tianshui Pavilion was extremely deserted.

Shen Yanbing only knew that Li Mingyue was Jiji's princess, but she had never heard of the details.

For example, the earliest isolation and neglect.

According to the etiquette of the Jing Dynasty, the princess needs to greet the queen and the queen mother every day. Tianshui Pavilion is located in a remote place. In order to greet the morning, Li Mingyue just got up when the moon arrived. After breakfast, she walked to the strange palace wall under the guidance of the maid.

Shen Yanbing felt that time was passing fast. She sat at the table in Limingyue's bedroom at night, only feeling that it was dawn in a short while.

The palace was already awake at this time, and there were many people passing through. Seeing Princess Zhaoyue who was born on this side, they all silently retreated to the palace wall, bowed and lowered their heads.

Shen Yanbing followed behind, still in the pajamas, walking effortlessly with bare feet.

Li Mingyue only had lip makeup on, her face was fair, her hairpins were simple, and she was wearing a swaying skirt in a simple color, but it was a pity that she didn't have much smile on her face.

"Do you like the queen?" Shen Yanbing asked casually, thinking that only she could hear her words, "Nod if you like it, shake your head if you don't like it."

She's asking these questions out of sheer boredom.

Princess Zhaoyue obviously did not intend to answer this overly straightforward question.

This person who appeared inexplicably dressed strangely and said inexplicable words. She thought that these hallucinations would disappear when she woke up from sleep, but she didn't want this person to talk more.

Like a ghost in legend.

But she wasn't scared.

When her mother died, she lay beside the cold man. When she was buried that day, she looked at the lifeless corpse and thought, if only there was a soul.

She doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but only at that moment, she hopes to have such a ghost to accompany her.

A ghost that belongs to her that no one else can see.

Shen Yanbing looked at Li Mingyue's wrinkled smiling face, and suddenly smiled: "Aren't you curious about where I came from?"

Princess Zhaoyue walked dignifiedly, without nodding or shaking her head, as if she didn't hear the other party's words.

Shen Yanbing stopped in her tracks, and could only see her back. She walked forward and wanted to meet the other party, but she still passed through strangely.

Li Mingyue did not stop this time and continued to walk forward.

Shen Yanbing stood on the spot and sighed slowly.

Princess Zhaoyue waited for a long time outside the queen's palace, went in to say good night to the "mother queen", and then went to the queen mother's palace, where she stayed for a long time.

She sat on the stool with her eyes drooping, listening to the teachings of this distinguished grandmother, and quietly copying the Buddhism for the queen mother after the grand lady put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Li Mingyue occasionally raises her eyes, draws her eyelashes down, and glances at Shen Yanbing who is sitting opposite her.

Out of place white pajamas, bare feet is even more rude.

But only she can see it.

Shen Yanbing followed her like this, and occasionally walked away alone, wandering around the palace, and when she came back, Li Mingyue didn't ask her what she had done.

Back at Tianshui Pavilion, in the dinner room, Shen Yanbing sat very close to Li Mingyue.

She asked, "Does Her Royal Highness have no friends?"

Li Mingyue paused with her chopsticks, glanced at the maid next to her, and motioned for her to leave.

But she still didn't answer Shen Yanbing's question.

Princess Zhaoyue of the Jing Dynasty was much more silent than the modern Limingyue.

Shen Yanbing was a little touched, and stretched out her hand, trying to touch the other's wrist, but was avoided.

She looked up at her and smiled: "I can't touch you."

Li Mingyue bowed her head, "That's not allowed either."

She is extremely sensitive to all physical contact.

Shen Yanbing didn't force it.

In the evening, Li Mingyue was taking a bath, and the maid was ironing and preparing the bathtub. Shen Yanbing didn't come close, but stood outside through the screen, and said with a smile, "The first time I saw you was in the bathtub."

Li Mingyue quietly sank her body into the water, only her head was exposed, her long hair was covered with water and dripping wet.

"Aren't you curious about my clothes? This is pajamas, which is what I wear when I go to bed after taking a bath."

Shen Yanbing is not a chatterbox, but she can't stand the dullness and loneliness all day long, so she talks as much as she wants in this different world.

Li Mingyue defended in a low voice after hearing the words: "I'm not curious."

The maid on the side approached, but couldn't hear the other person's words clearly, so she had to reply: "Princess?"

Li Mingyue tilted her head, only to remember the presence of the maid beside her, and hugged her chest: "Go out."

The maid went out in response.

She looked at the figure outside the screen, Shen Yanbing seemed to be tired, and sat down, as if silently guarding her.

Bathing in ancient times was a troublesome project. Even the royal family was not as comfortable and convenient as modern ordinary people in this matter.

Shen Yanbing looked at Li Mingyue's wet long hair, twisted out the water and let it air dry, sat beside her and sighed: "There is no hair dryer..."

Princess Zhaoyue gave her a strange look.

That night, Shen Yanbing leaned against the edge of the bed to sleep, and Li Mingyue did not raise any objections.

She tossed and turned on the bed, turned her head and saw the "ghost" sitting beside her, feeling incredible.

If it's an illusion, it's all too real.

It is not transparent, but a real person, whose skin and clothing can be clearly seen.

But I can't touch it.

I didn't want to touch it.

Li Mingyue said heartily, pulling up the quilt to cover the lower half of her face.

A little curious, she closed her eyes, distrusting the sense of intimacy that came for no reason.

The days passed by.

The life in the palace didn't change much, the flowers in the imperial garden faded and new varieties bloomed, and Princess Zhaoyue was barely familiar in the harem.

The empress had no children, and the emperor put Zhaoyue under her name, and the royal family finally had a legitimate direct bloodline.

But above Princess Zhaoyue, there is another imperial brother, and below her is a royal brother and a royal sister.

Li Mingyue didn't reveal any outstanding features.

Shen Yanbing often talked to her, only a few dozen sentences a day, but it was enough for Li Mingyue to gradually understand that other world.

She often pretended not to care and didn't take the initiative to ask, but Shen Yanbing could always speak according to her heart.

What is the Internet, what is democracy, and what is well-off.

She picked up the pen, and the copied Four Books and Five Classics were smudged by the ink stains that had been written for too long, and another page was ruined.

The confidant maid on the side asked: "Why is the princess distracted?"

Princess Zhaoyue lowered her eyes: "It's nothing."

Shen Yanbing rarely mentioned the relationship between the two of them.

But one day, Princess Zhaoyue suddenly asked: "Does she like you very much?"

After getting along for so long, she has subconsciously believed that there is another dawn moon in another world, but she still doesn't think it is herself.

Shen Yanbing looked at her with deep and serious eyes, and it took a long time before he said: "Yes."

Li Mingyue smiled rarely, "You also like her very much."

Shen Yanbing suddenly felt that his heart was empty, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the other's wrist, but it was empty without any surprise.

Her throat froze, she frowned and said, "She is you, and I like you."

Shen Yanbing seldom complained so straightforwardly, it was always too difficult for her to say such words.

But when the love is strong, it is natural, and it is so smooth to blurt out.

She withdrew her hand and added firmly: "You are Liming Yue."

Princess Zhaoyue lowered her eyes and didn't answer any more.

After a while, the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

Jingchao's palace is calm on the surface, but the undercurrent is threatening.

Shen Yanbing looked at Li Mingyue who was calmly grinding and practicing calligraphy, and felt strange but familiar.

She sat aside and asked, "Have you decided yet?"

Li Mingyue nodded slightly, not ignoring her.

After she finished copying the calligraphy, she admired it by herself, "This is my chance."

Shen Yanbing rested her chin and looked out of Xuan's window, the sky had already darkened.

The Jing Dynasty had just passed through several generations, and it was the time when the political situation was clear and bright. The emperor did not have much ambition and could not be regarded as fatuous. He was a well-regulated and conservative monarch.

The prince of the court secretly guided the direction of political affairs and did not arouse the suspicion of the king. On the contrary, he had a lot of dissatisfaction with the queen's mother's family.

Shen Yanbing silently watched the correspondence between Li Mingyue and the spy of the Prince's Mansion, only assessing the risk in his heart.

This is the first half of Liming Yue's life.

Their daily communication is simple and casual, and the only constant is the "good night" before going to bed.

It has been half a year since Shen Yanbing came to this world.

She is familiar with Li Mingyue's every expression and movement, and can easily penetrate the hearts of people in the palace.

But she still stayed in Tianshui Pavilion and never stayed away.

Li Mingyue once asked her: "How long will you stay here?"

It is difficult for Shen Yanbing to answer this question - it depends on how long this strange state can last.

Maybe tomorrow, she will return to the real modern world.

She tried to explain it like Li Mingyue, but the other party didn't want to pay attention to these reasons, and only whispered: "So, you don't know either."

Shen Yanbing really didn't know, but she believed that when that day came, she would feel it.

"I won't leave without saying goodbye," she promised.

Limingyue only smiled at her.

This year's winter was very cold, Tianshui Pavilion was confiscated with charcoal by the people under the Ministry of Internal Affairs, after the Queen Mother "accidentally" found out, the little eunuch took the initiative to kneel outside Tianshui Pavilion all night the next day.

When I greeted you, the queen was really eccentric, Li Mingyue just listened with her head down, and didn't turn her head when she left.

Shen Yanbing asked: "Are you going to tear yourself apart with her?"

Princess Zhaoyue was "at a loss": "What did I do?"

Shen Yanbing smiled, the other party's thoughts and tricks naturally couldn't be hidden from her who watched every day.

It started to snow in Jingchao, and the red wall reflected the white snow. The thick layer accumulated was auspicious and inconvenient.

Princess Zhaoyue is not very interested in the snow scene.

She looked out of the window, warmed her hands a little, and then practiced calligraphy again, until her hands turned red from the cold, she retracted into Mrs. Tang again.

The ancient learning conditions were harsh, and Li Mingyue endured the hardships without letting up.

She remembered the news of the scholar sent to her by the prince's mansion, and she had to seize this opportunity.

Shen Yanbing sat by the window and looked outside.

Still wearing the thin pajamas, she couldn't feel the temperature, and couldn't touch the snowflakes.

When Li Mingyue saw the incompatible ghost, she subconsciously felt cold, and later realized that the other party was not a real person with flesh and blood.

No need to keep warm, no need to feel distressed.

She breathed into her closed fists, and the heat was dense.

Shen Yanbing stood on the veranda, looking at the red plums in the snow in the garden, the world was empty and the world was far away.

She doesn't feel bored, this time flies by like water, and the speed of her passing doesn't fit reality.

In the blink of an eye, it is snow in the daytime, and in the blink of an eye, it is the light at night.

She saw Li Mingyue present handwritten blessings to her father, and she was allowed to enter the Imperial College amidst the emperor's cheerful laughter.

Everything seems to be going in the right direction.

The concubines in the harem also had to be respectful when they saw Princess Zhaoyue. She spent more and more time in the Queen Mother's Palace, and the time she stayed in the Queen's Palace was only within the range required by etiquette.

Occasionally, someone with no wink tried to provoke the two to fight, but they all failed when Princess Zhaoyue voluntarily retreated.

The queen smiled and said, "Zhaoyue has always been a good daughter of this palace."

Everyone said yes.

Spring was coming to an end, Shen Yanbing carefully looked at a flower in the imperial garden, unable to touch it let alone pick it off, so he could only come here to admire it.

The maid of Tianshui Pavilion was surprised that Princess Zhaoyue always went out recently, and went for a walk in the imperial garden from time to time.

Shen Yanbing was also surprised, "Are you not busy recently?"

Li Mingyue moved her eyes from her to the pink petals of the branch, and the bird hopped briskly from the branch to the other side.

"The flowers are beautiful," she said.

After finishing speaking, she moved forward, wanting to fold it off, put her hand on the twig, and then let it hang down again.

Shen Yanbing looked at her.

Princess Zhaoyue looked at her and smiled suddenly: "The most beautiful thing is on the branch."

The bird jumped back in front of the pink flower and chirped.

Shen Yanbing smiled: "Maybe."

It is a law in the world that flowers bloom and wither. No matter how much care is taken on the branches, they cannot escape the fate of withering and decaying.

On the other side of the imperial garden, the emperor looked at Zhaoyue who was about to break up, and sighed to the eunuch beside him, "Zhaoyue really looks like her mother."

No one dared to respond to this sound.

After that, Shen Yanbing seldom went to the Imperial Garden again.

She vaguely knew that Li Mingyue frequented Tianshui Pavilion only to find her.

She didn't say it, but Shen Yanbing knew that she was brooding over the fact that she might leave at any time.

The death of Li Mingyue's biological mother was also so sudden.

Unlike the gossip in the palace, Li Mingyue was not born to an oiran dancer outside the palace, but to the only prostitute in the Jing Dynasty who was surnamed Prince's Mansion.

This was guessed and confirmed by Shen Yanbing during the half-year investigation.

Born prominently, this should have been Li Mingyue's confidence, but it happened - the daughter of the Prince's Mansion at that time was already a married woman.

The emperor knew that he was wrong, so he cut off his relationship with others, clean and simple.

However, Li Mingyue's nominal father only knew that he was wearing a green hat, and he didn't know the secrets of it. Seeing that there was going to be a big trouble, in order to protect the face of his own sister and the emperor, the prince exposed him decently in less than a year. dead burial.

These were gradually blurred in the memory of the young Li Mingyue. At that time, she didn't even have the eye-catching "Li", and only had the word "Mingyue" as her name.

She is the little lady loved by everyone in the Prince's Mansion, and she is also a witness to the tragedy of her biological mother.

Everyone is forcing her to grow up. The prince has high hopes for this niece, and has taught her the princess's etiquette since she was a child, so that she will remember her identity.

Jiji's entry into the palace is a preordained step in the game between adults.

They say that happiness can only be obtained by going to the palace, to the pinnacle of power.

Those vague concepts are meaningless, the sixteen years she has spent have been so dull and numb.

Everyone cares about her, but few people really care about her.

She escaped from the palace, wandered outside, once familiar with the second time, the prince stopped him and sent someone to follow her quietly. Everything about the folks made her feel novel and sympathetic.

But such days are so short, her identity, her class is the original sin.

Mingyue obediently returned to the Prince's Mansion.

After that, the mother, who had been ill all the time, leaned against the bed, slowly closed her eyes, and never woke up again.

Sad, but no tears.

She, who had never received much maternal love, knelt on the head of the bed, holding that cold hand, speechless.

Her warm blood seemed to freeze, her heart beat slowly, and she became cold.

She didn't know what love was, but at that moment, she was reluctant to part with her mother.

It turned out that sometimes, even if she didn't do anything, just the existence of that person was enough to penetrate her bone marrow.

Shen Yanbing was speechless for a long time.

It took her a long time to piece together these scattered fragments before she managed to restore a reasonable fact.

She asked Limingyue if her guess was right.

Li Mingyue only quickened her pace without refuting.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, reincarnation and reincarnation.

Shen Yanbing is already very familiar with this world, and he can casually point to the root causes of many political issues that he heard in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Every time she talked about these things, Princess Zhaoyue always listened very seriously, reminding her of Li Mingyue, who loves to take notes in modern times.

The current Princess Zhaoyue is already a big celebrity in front of the emperor.

Even the queen who doesn't like her the most in the palace should be polite.

Shen Yanbing saw that she was more and more able to assess the situation, guess people's hearts, and more and more like to talk around corners. She was kind on the surface, but cold and withdrawn on the inside.

Princess Zhaoyue overwhelmed the prince in the Imperial College, and began to frequent the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Shen Yanbing heard the concubines in the palace teasing behind her back: "Your Highness, the next step is to go to court, right?"

She took this as a joke and relayed it to Li Mingyue, but the other party was silent and solemn: "Why not?"

Shen Yanbing restrained her smile and asked, "Do you want to be scolded by future generations?"

Li Mingyue looked up at her, chuckled softly, "You didn't say that before."

Shen Yanbing stared at her blankly, lowered her head, and touched her forehead with her palm, as if she had encountered some great problem.

Li Mingyue's ambition was gradually revealed, and the emperor was not only not wary, but rather appreciated it.

The Prince's Mansion supported Princess Zhaoyue's reputation without leaving any trace, which caused the eldest prince to worry.

Inside the palace road, the eldest prince stopped Li Mingyue's way, and smiled generously: "My daughter's family should look like a daughter's family. Now that the emperor is like this, how can any man dare to marry you?"

Li Mingyue had no intention of entangled with him, and chuckled lightly: "Thank you for your concern, brother Huang, but I heard recently that the condition of Huang's sister-in-law is not very good."

She sarcastically said a few words, and seeing the other party's uneasy expression, she walked away slowly without paying attention.

Shen Yanbing followed her all the time, and brought up the topic she didn't like to hear the most: "The Queen Mother is also looking for someone for you."

Li Mingyue is almost eighteen, and she is already considered an older leftover woman in Jingchao.

But Li Mingyue just sneered - she would only show her emotions so bluntly when there was no one else, only in front of Shen Yanbing.

"I won't be satisfied." Princess Zhaoyue replied, and brought this sentence to everyone who tried to introduce her.

Not satisfied, no man can make her heart beat.

They are just a group of idiots that even she can't compare to. She looked at the portrait sent by the queen mother and couldn't bear to look at it carefully.

The new nurse emphasized: "Your Highness, you must choose one."

Li Mingyue propped her face, turned over casually, and looked up at Shen Yanbing in front of her.

"What do you think?" She asked, and Mammy thought she was asking her, and immediately introduced her according to the queen mother.

Shen Yanbing said, "You don't like it."

Li Mingyue smiled, and looked at the emotive mother: "I don't like it."

The pile of portraits was sent back again.

There was a secret message from the Prince's Mansion that Li Mingyue took it apart and read it, and lit it in front of the candle.

Shen Yanbing watched quietly.

A few days later, the Empress Dowager and the Queen jointly summoned her, and that afternoon, the Emperor in the Hall of Mental Cultivation asked her what kind of husband-in-law she wanted.

Shen Yanbing seemed to have a feeling, so he didn't go out with her all day, and let her deal with it freely.

Princess Zhaoyue is not a person who is fettered by emotions, she has loftier ideals and ambitions.

She knows how to compromise and bow her head.

Shen Yanbing soon found out that Princess Zhaoyue was engaged to the queen's nephew.

She smiled and congratulated the princess, but did not get any reply.

For several days, Li Mingyue didn't say a word to Shen Yanbing, as if she didn't exist.

Shen Yanbing didn't have the embarrassment of having a hot face sticking to a cold butt, and still kept talking without saying a word, and the other party asked and answered by himself.

The political affairs in the DPRK caused a wave of unrest in the midsummer of this year.

More and more people suffered from heatstroke in the scorching heat, not to mention the number of people who died in the corvee. The severe drought in the north caused frequent interruptions in disaster relief, and turmoil has already occurred in many places.

However, the DPRK and China have always refused to reduce taxes, and have been vague about disaster relief matters. Li Mingyue's speech in the Hall of Mental Cultivation was interrupted many times by officials, and she was labeled as "no vision".

She listened to everyone's opinions silently, only felt that those ministers were in great trouble.

How could the emperor, who was inside the palace walls, believe in the existence of purgatory on earth.

When Li Mingyue was outside the palace, she had come into contact with too many people—it was unimaginable in other places that the people at the root of the imperial city were like this.

When she came out, she looked up at the bright sun, feeling dizzy and stuffy.

Princess Zhaoyue wrote a letter to the Prince's Mansion, trying to restore some of the afterglow of this "prosperous age".

The prince simply rejected her request.

"Your Majesty won't want to hear this, you are not allowed to make trouble."

No one is telling the truth, and no one can prove that they are telling the truth.

She thought of the memorials she had access to, those painstaking words, all of which were suppressed under the weight of good news and slobber.

Li Mingyue looked at Shen Yanbing who was leaning against the window, finally broke the silence for so long, and asked for the first time: "What should I do?"

Shen Yanbing couldn't answer her either.

Princess Zhaoyue bowed her head in disappointment: "The ministers all know about it, but they are pocketing their own money, and no one exposes it."

Shen Yanbing looked at her, in a trance, saw the scene where she drank the poisoned wine, her heart constricted suddenly, and her breath was suffocated.

She looked at Princess Zhaoyue and remained silent for a long time.

In the summer of Princess Zhaoyue, the emperor said harsh words for the first time, and she was sent out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

I don't know how many people are applauding.

Li Mingyue looked at Shen Yanbing, thinking silently in her heart, compromise, and retreat.

A few days later, Princess Zhaoyue received the grace of the Holy Grace again, bestowing envy and gold as a dowry, and newly built the Princess Mansion.

This was a marriage that had nothing to do with her, and she didn't even meet the consort.

Princess Zhaoyue silently agreed, and thanked His Majesty for her kindness.

In Tianshui Pavilion, Li Mingyue caressed the boxes of jewelry and gold, and Wu Lan's face gradually turned sad.

The moonlight fell outside the window, and the streamer fell on the golden jewelry, reflecting the dazzling light.

She looked at the barefoot woman in white pajamas, and whispered softly, "How much food can these be exchanged for..."

How many households can live for a whole year?

She dared not explore the answer.

Shen Yanbing approached her, reaching out his hand to wipe away the tears she shed quietly, but there was still no way.

Li Mingyue felt the penetration of the opponent's limbs, and smiled reluctantly.

The emperor was very beaming, and urged the construction of the princess mansion, but Princess Zhaoyue offered to use the mansion previously built outside the palace as a wedding house.

The Queen Mother and the others were naturally happy to hear about it, and teased her that she couldn't wait to build a mansion.

Li Mingyue just smiled, "Now is not a good time to build a mansion, let's talk about it later."

How dare she allow them to mobilize human and financial resources in such a difficult time.

A lot of ice cubes were placed in the palace, and Tianshui Pavilion, as the residence of Princess Zhaoyue, naturally received great preferential treatment. In the palace, the maids fanned the wind, and the icy air was blowing.

In such an environment, Li Mingyue practiced calligraphy unhurriedly.

She needs to deliberately remind herself not to think about the people outside the palace.

Thinking about it this way, her steady brush strokes turned crooked, leaving behind an ugly ink stain.

The maid was sent away by her to rest, and she sat alone at the table and asked, "Is it like this in the other world?"

Shen Yanbing replied: "No."

She described the modern scene, and Li Mingyue was fascinated by it, and finally sighed: "It's still unbelievable..."

Shen Yanbing touched her head, but she didn't touch anything.

The day was getting closer to the big wedding day, and the empress dowager seemed to be afraid that she would go back on her word, wishing to review the calendar and set a date nearby.

The gown was rushed to work, and the nanny asked her what style she liked, and Princess Zhaoyue would be fine.

"Just keep it simple, don't embarrass the embroiderer." She added, and Mammy laughed.

Lying on the bed in Tianshui Pavilion, Li Mingyue looked at the curtains on the top and said, "I'm getting married."

Shen Yanbing didn't make a sound, but she knew that the other party was listening to her.

She continued: "With people I don't like."

Shen Yanbing sat beside her bedside.

Li Mingyue felt that the other party leaned over and brushed her hair with his hand. Although there was no movement, she knew that Shen Yanbing did just that.

She gave a sad smile.

Shen Yanbing's fingers touched her lips without any tactile sensation, but Li Mingyue closed her eyes.

She could feel, soft on soft, Shen Yanbing kissed her.

The crystal tears in the corners of the eyes trickled down to both sides, and the touch of the fingertips was still unstoppable.

Passionate.

On Princess Zhaoyue's wedding day, festive red was everywhere.

Li Mingyue was dressed up by a group of people early in the morning, with makeup and hair buns, a heavy jeweled golden phoenix crown, and a golden embroidered Xiapei with cross-collared gold embroidered patterns.

Shen Yanbing sat on the stool beside her, watching seriously.

In the brass mirror, only Princess Zhaoyue is reflected.

Shen Yanbing didn't speak, neither did Li Mingyue, the two looked at each other silently.

As if the end.

Time passed by little by little, and the two seemed to feel something, and when they stepped out of the room, they looked up at the sky at the same time.

There is no bright sun in the past, it is dull, and the rain is about to come.

She paid homage to the son-in-law whom she hadn't met a few times, stiff and mechanical, as if her soul had come out of her body, and the one in the happy dress was just a marionette.

Princess Zhaoyue was sent to the bridal chamber.

She sat quietly on the edge of the bed, she knew that Shen Yanbing must be beside her.

"Let's all go out." She told the maids who were carrying the trays to leave.

Slowly tearing off the Xipa, she saw the room decoration in front of her clearly, but she didn't see Shen Yanbing.

Her hand hangs down, and no one cares that Xipa slipped to the ground.

Li Mingyue looked at all this suddenly, and suddenly felt extremely ridiculous, "Is it worth it?"

What is her step by step for?Still deliberate to go this far.

It was noisy outside the room, but farther outside, there were corpses everywhere.

——Those are the people of the Jing Dynasty, and they are also the bricks and tiles that built the city wall of this dynasty.

She can't change anything.

A sense of powerlessness struck, eroding her crumbling faith.

She suddenly shouted: "Shen Yanbing!"

It was the first time she had called out that name since they first met.

Shen Yanbing suddenly appeared in this room, slowly appearing like smearing.

She looked at Li Mingyue with watery eyes: "I'm sorry, I have to leave."

This is her feeling and reality.

She can no longer be revealed in this world all the time, and she is always in danger of being completely annihilated.

Li Mingyue looked at her, and suddenly smiled sourly: "Then, stay with me for a while."

Shen Yanbing responded in a low voice: "Okay."

The two just looked at each other quietly, in the silence, Li Mingyue suddenly asked: "How can I see you again?"

She looked tired, and her eyes were rarely confused.

Time passed slowly.

Shen Yanbing didn't give her an answer.

The door was finally opened, and the son-in-law came in.

He brought a jug of new wine.

Li Mingyue listened to his self-talk in silence