Yun Yi was just sneaking a meal, never expecting it to make her a princess consort. Her life suddenly hit the peak, and she was a little overwhelmed. Being a princess consort wasn't so bad: she had food, drink, and money to spend. The only problem was that her prince clung to her all day, and she couldn't shake him off. Yun Yi tried to reason with him. “We're married, sure, but we can't be glued together every day. If you follow me to the bathroom, people will hear about it. Don't you care about your dignity?” “Nope.” “Rong Xiu! I'm telling you, stop sticking to me. You follow me everywhere. What are you, a dog?” “If you'll let me stick by you, I'll be your little puppy! Woof, woof!”
