Shen Nanyuan transmigrated into a book. When she opened her eyes, she found herself the pampered, well-fed legitimate daughter of a general's household.
She had servants to dress her and feed her, but before she could properly enjoy the life, she came across a young man who had been beaten nearly to death. She trembled with fear.
No one else knew it, but she knew he would become the emperor who destroyed the Shen family and took revenge.
She could only suppress her fear and reach out to him. "Come with me. I'll protect you from now on."
The boy's eyes were dark, shadowed and cold.
For the past ten years, Xiao Yan had lived in endless darkness.
Day after day, year after year, he had hated the Shen family to the bone.
He thought his life would always be this way, until a soft, pale hand suddenly reached out to him, accompanied by a sweet, melodious voice: "I'll protect you from now on."
At first, he scoffed and remained wary.
Later, he gave in wholeheartedly, and came to cherish it.
