After Wearing the Book, My Pampered Little Poor Boy Is the Prince

Shen Nanyuan got out of school, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she had become the well-dressed, well-fed and favored concubine of the general's palace. Yi Lai stretched out her hand to eat and opened her mouth. Before she could enjoy it, she met the boy who was beaten half to death. She was trembling. Others didn't know it, but she knew that this was the emperor who would take revenge on the Shen family in the future. She could only endure the fear in her heart and stretched out her hand to him: "Follow me, I will protect you in the future." The young man's eyes were dark and cold. Xiao Yan has been living in boundless darkness for the past ten years. Day after day, year after year, I hate the Shen family to the core. He thought this would be like this in his life, but suddenly a soft and white hand stretched out in front of him, with a sweet and sweet voice: "I will protect you from now on." He scoffed at first, wary. Later, he was willing and happy to do so.