The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

The old nanny took Wenrou to a side room in the yard, threw her a piece of clothing as thin as a wing, and said, "You will live here from now on. Change your clothes and I will take you to the young master's room."

Wenrou was stunned for a moment, her face slightly red, and she looked at the clothes in her hand, feeling a little embarrassed.

The old lady sneered and said sarcastically, "Why are you still shy? Didn't your mother teach you before? Put it on quickly, otherwise it will be too late when the young master comes back."

Wenrou bit her lip, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes, but she still changed her clothes and followed the nanny into the young master's house stealthily.

This room is obviously a bedroom, and should be where Mu Yunzhou usually lives.

The old nanny entered the room, lit a stick of incense with swift movements, and then said to Wenrou, "You just wait here for the young master to come back. Remember, when the young master comes back, you take the initiative."

After saying that, the old lady left without looking back. Wenrou had no choice but to wait here. Because she was wearing too little, she could only sit on the bed and pull the quilt to wrap herself up.

Mu Yunzhou was summoned to the palace today by his sister, Mu Wanying. Mu Wanying was now the emperor's concubine and was quite favored. However, despite years of favor, she hadn't conceived a child. Instead, a recently arrived noblewoman was pregnant, earning the emperor's favor. Mu Wanying, immediately anxious, summoned her brother, the general, to the palace to assist with planning.

Logically speaking, as an outsider, Mu Yunzhou shouldn't have interfered with the harem's intrigues. But when it came to Mu Wanying, he could never say no. Mu Wanying seemed to be obsessed with his intentions, always asking for his help, no matter how big or small.

Mu Yunzhou returned from the palace, his eyes filled with melancholy and depression. Mu Wanying wasn't actually his biological sister; she was the orphan of a close friend of Mu's father's. She had been raised in the Mu residence since childhood, recognizing Madam Mu as her mother. Mu Yunzhou and Mu Wanying had been childhood sweethearts, and he developed feelings for her that he shouldn't have. Later, when Mu Wanying was about to enter the palace, Mu Yunzhou, drunk, couldn't resist confessing his feelings. Mu Yunzhou had thought he'd lost his sister, but to his surprise, Mu Wanying didn't become estranged from him, and instead grew even more dependent on him.

Mu Yunzhou felt both sad and happy about this. He didn't want to see his beloved with someone else, but he couldn't bear to let his sister suffer in the palace.

With this thought, Mu Yunzhou returned to his own courtyard. This courtyard was called Wanzhou Pavilion, a name Mu Yunzhou had given it. Everyone thought it was Wanzhou, but they didn't know it was actually Wanzhou. Mu Yunzhou could only use these methods to express his love.

Now that it was late, Mu Yunzhou went straight back to his bedroom. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strange fragrance.

He frowned, immediately realizing his mother had probably stuffed someone into his room again. Mu Yunzhou sighed. He had promised Wanying that he would never marry, and he felt really bad for his mother. It was precisely because of this that Mu Yunzhou tolerated his mother's behavior, always returning the woman he had stuffed into his room intact.

With this thought in mind, Mu Yunzhou walked into the inner room without hesitation and flung aside the gauze curtains covering the bed. He was about to say something, but when his eyes met the scene before him, he was completely stunned. He saw a woman of exquisite beauty, sprawled on the bed, sound asleep. She was wearing only a thin gauze dress, revealing the beautiful scenery within almost unreservedly to Mu Yunzhou.

Mu Yunzhou felt his body heat up, and a wave of heat involuntarily surged downwards. Embarrassed, he quickly stepped back and coughed forcefully, trying to wake the sleeping woman.

However, the woman was not awakened, she just moaned softly and turned over. But this turn revealed more of her beauty.

Mu Yunzhou had no choice but to shout out his servant's name, but he soon realized that something was wrong and quickly changed his words, "Don't come in. Go find a maid. Also, ask her to bring some clothes."

Futian responded from outside the door. He was not surprised at all. His wife had told him long ago that he must help Miss Wenrou tonight no matter what.

But now, his master had ordered him to go find the maid. Futian didn't want to offend either side, so he could only drag his feet and leave Wanzhou Pavilion. He did go to find the maid, but when he would return was uncertain.

Mu Yunzhou sat inside, waiting for no one to come. As time went by, he felt hotter and hotter, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards the inner room. Finally, he couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up and walked straight to the inner room, gently shaking Wenrou, trying to wake her.

She slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the figure before her with a dazed gaze. Then, realizing it was her target, Mu Yunzhou, she followed her mother's instructions, raising her slender, fair arms and wrapping them around the man's neck. She softly said, "Master, you're back." Her words were as moving and melodious as a nightingale's song.

Mu Yunzhou felt the touch on his neck, looking at the fox-like beauty before him. A blush gradually crept up his ears, then spread across his cheeks and body. He hurriedly pulled down the gentle arm, taking a step back as if struck by an electric shock. He said sternly, "Hurry up and get up. Someone will bring you clothes in a moment. Once you're dressed, go back where you came from."

Wenrou's eyes instantly turned red. Although she didn't like being a concubine in the general's mansion, she didn't want to go back to that cannibalistic place even more. When she thought of the days there, Wenrou was overwhelmed with grief. She stood up and knelt on the bed, trembling and begging: "Master, I am the daughter of Wen Yun from the Wen family in Jiangnan. My family suffered a disaster and I was sold to the capital. I had no choice but to end up in that kind of place. Only the longing for my relatives has kept me from committing suicide. Thanks to Madam's mercy, I was able to escape from the sea of suffering. Please have mercy on me and don't send me back. Madam said that if you dislike me, you should send me back to the brothel. Please save me, I am willing to serve you as a slave." Wenrou bowed gracefully, tears like crystal pearls streaking across her fair and tender face.

Hearing this, Mu Yunzhou frowned, a flicker of pity in his eyes. He had heard of Wen Yun; he was a renowned scholar, yet he was born into a wealthy family. After the new emperor took office, the treasury was depleted, and he set his sights on the Wen family. As the richest man, it was impossible for him not to have some shady dealings, hence the new emperor's confiscation of his family. But he remembered that all the members of the Wen family had been exiled to the frontier. How could a Wen family girl be sold to such a place?