Chapter 27

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When Yue'er and Zhao Jin arrived at the Second Courtyard, Song Jinshu had just woken up from bed and was pouring water from the room to the trees in the yard in a flowing red gauze robe.

He bent slightly, the blue hair hung to the side along the waistline, the curve from the shoulder blade to the waist was smooth and graceful, and the pale fingertips lifted the hair behind the ears.

What a picture of beauty in the morning light.

Yue'er was so engrossed in watching for a moment that she even forgot her purpose of coming here until Song Jinshu noticed their presence and turned around.

The bright red cinnabar mole between her eyebrows made her suddenly turn her head to look at Zhao Jin.

The mole between Zhao Jin's eyebrows was dotted with rouge. It looked dull and dull, but it also took away the color of his facial features. Compared with the pure and natural one, it seemed superfluous and deliberate.

Noticing Yue'er's gaze, Zhao Jin clenched his veiled hand tightly, and nails dug into his palm through the tulle, leaving a row of light red crescent-shaped marks.

He hated the cinnabar mole on the center of Song Jinshu's eyebrows.

Once when Yan Cheng went to his room drunk, he inadvertently muttered that Song Jinshu's cinnabar mole was the finest, and it was more interesting.

Since then, Zhao Jin has started to apply tattoos on the center of his eyebrows.

It's just that the second master never noticed him as if the mole was inconspicuous on his face.

The doubts in Song Jinshu's eyes were getting deeper, he opened his mouth to ask what they were doing here, but he couldn't speak, so he stood in the yard with Yue'er and Zhao Jin holding the iron basin.

Zhao Jin came back to his senses first, pushed Yue'er with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Please allow us to greet the young master."

Yue'er just woke up from a dream, bent over her body, and raised her eyes to secretly look at Song Jinshu.

Knowing that Song Jinshu couldn't speak, the two of them followed Song Jinshu into the inner room without waiting for Song Jinshu to rise after saluting.

Seeing the obvious signs that the two had slept together, Zhao Jin almost gritted his silver teeth.

Yan Cheng and Song Jinshu have been married for a year and have never slept in the same bed with him. Unexpectedly, Song Jinshu climbed into Yan Cheng's bed in the past few days.

It wasn't until she entered the inner room that Yue'er regained her sanity. After looking around the inner room, she became more certain that she wanted to discuss with Song Jinshu asking for an explanation.

Everything in the inner room is complete, and she is jealous when she sees it.

"Today, besides paying my respects to the young master, there is one more thing I would like to say to the young master."

Song Jinshu had just woken up without makeup or a bun, and his delicate features were much more pleasing to the eye than Yue'er.

He had never been in contact with these people in the backyard house. In the past, the ones who found fault with him were the servant girls, holding chicken feathers as arrows and blaming Song Jinshu, who could not speak or complain, and helping his master bully so that they could go back to receive the reward.

This was the first time someone sat in front of him and said they wanted to talk to him.

After Zhao Jin sat down, she stopped talking, looked down and listened to Yue'er venting her dissatisfaction, and laughed at her in her heart for her long hair and short-sightedness.

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