The Cold Prince's Long Road to Chasing His Wife

At first, Yi Yao: "Your Highness, King Chen, there is no one next to me..." Before Yi Yao finished speaking, Xiao Chen had already sat down in the front row, leaving him with only an indifferent back; Yi Yao squatted at the door of the cafeteria every day and finally welcomed Xiao Chen. Unexpectedly, before he could get close to him holding a plate of rice, he was ruthlessly blocked by a hand. "Shizi Yi, please stay. My prince doesn't like outsiders getting too close." Yi Yao: "Your Highness, King Chen, please try it. I specially made it according to your taste." Xiao Chen: "Don't do this again in the future, and don't forget the purpose of coming to the palace." The bright stars in Yi Yao's eyes gradually dimmed until they disappeared. Later, Xiao Chen: "Come up, I will take you back." Yi Yao: "I don't dare to trouble the prince." Yi Yao went out to do business, something unexpected happened, he was assassinated, and his life or death was uncertain. When Xiao Chen found out, he dropped everything and ran towards Yi Yao... ........ Finally, Xiao Chen: Yao'er, this is specially made for you. How does it taste? Yi Yao took a chopstick and put it in his mouth, smashed it, and then commented calmly, "That's it!" Xiao Chen: "I will work hard!"