Chen Ming didn't know what was happening within the Emperor's mind, and nor did he care a single bit about it anymore. He only stared and stared as his heart thumped in his chest.
Even when he was in that fantasy world he never felt this way before! This was a unique emotion that he had probably yearned to feel some day!
Yang Tianyi, as he prepared the meal, could feel the man's stare boring into his back as he tremblingly started setting up the plate he had created out of leaves. Finally, he took a deep breath and rushed over, putting it in front of the man and said, "Have it."
"En." Chen Ming as he glanced down. The moment he spared a glance at the food on the makeshift plate, his nose wrinkled.