Song Wanning had always known that Yin Yichen was extremely arrogant. He had every reason to be so. But after hearing what Yin Yichen said, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. "How could there be someone as self-righteous as Prime Minister Yin in this world? Do you really think all the women in the world adore you?"

"I don't know or care about others, but I know you."

Yin Yichen took two steps closer, looking at Song Wanning with his beautiful peach blossom eyes, which made people see some warmth. He just chuckled and said, "You like me, right?"

Song Wanning took a deep breath and tried to pull back her hand that Yin Yichen was holding, but Yin Yichen held it even tighter.

"Wan Ning, since you've offended me, forget about marrying anyone else." Yin Yichen saw Song Wan Ning's hesitation and said in a deep voice, "If you insist on marrying Pei Xuanzhi, then I can tell you that I can make him never come back."

After hearing this, Song Wanning was a little surprised. "Could it be that you are messing with the Pei Mansion's business?"

"I just caused him a little trouble." Yin Yichen didn't take it seriously and said lightly, "Nowadays, I'm afraid there is nothing I can't do."

Song Wanning turned her face away and responded softly, "How could such an unreasonable person exist in this world? I'm afraid that if this gets out, everyone will laugh their heads off. A prime minister is so disrespectful of the law and acts on his emotions, and even uses his power to oppress others."

"That's just me. I'm not a good person." Yin Yichen looked at Song Wanning's slightly red face and said lightly, "I can do whatever it takes to achieve my goal. Since I said I want to marry you, I won't watch you marry someone else."

"So Wan Ning, why don't you dare look at me?"

"I don't like you." Song Wanning said this with her head down, but she didn't know why she felt so confused.

"Legend has it that Putuo Temple has some kind of magical power. Anyone who speaks the truth while looking at it cannot lie." Yin Yichen took Song Wanning's hand and walked forward a few steps. Now they could see the scenery below the mountain, as well as the majestic and magnificent appearance of Putuo Temple in the mountain.

Yin Yichen looked at Song Wanning with a stubborn look, "Wanning, can you please repeat what you just said in front of Putuo Temple?"

Song Wanning was stunned for a moment. She glanced at Putuo Temple, then at Yin Yichen, and quietly clenched her sleeve with her other hand, "I... I... like..."

Before Song Wanning could finish, Yin Yichen leaned in closer, lowered his head, and kissed the lips he had longed for. He raised his hand to hold the back of Song Wanning's head, and with his other hand, he held Song Wanning's palm and placed it on her lower back, pulling her closer to him.

Song Wanning was forced to tilt her head back as Yin Yichen's kiss deepened. Her free hand involuntarily rested against Yin Yichen's chest. The scent of peach blossoms after the rain, mixed with the watery woody fragrance emanating from Yin Yichen's clothes, made Song Wanning feel a little dizzy.

Song Wanning closed her eyes. She didn't want to care about anything. She just quietly felt this intimate moment, which made her addicted and unable to break free.

An unknown amount of time passed before Song Wanning heard Yin Yichen whisper in her ear, "I've wanted to do this a long time ago. Don't reject me, Ningning."

Song Wanning raised her head and looked at Yin Yichen's eyebrows. She actually saw an emotion called uneasiness in this decisive prime minister.

Song Wanning was quite moved, thinking that she should live for herself at least once, so she lowered her voice and said, "If you really want to marry me, I'm afraid my father will have a hard time."

Yin Yichen understood the meaning behind Song Wanning's words. His brows relaxed and he just smiled and said, "As long as you like me and you are willing to marry me, there are always ways to do the rest. I have power, I am thick-skinned, and I have the means."

After hearing what Yin Yichen said, Song Wanning couldn't help laughing. She held Yin Yichen's hand and said lightly, "Don't make my father angry."

Song Wanning wanted to continue walking forward, but Yin Yichen took two steps forward from behind and hugged her, saying in a low voice, "Ningning, let me hug you. You don't know how long I have been waiting for this day."

Song Wanning was shy, but did not refuse. The two stood quietly, and peach petals fell one by one, landing on Song Wanning's clothes and then sliding to her feet.

Song Wanning had never expected that Prime Minister Yin, who was feared by everyone in the court, would be so clingy in private. Song Wanning could only grumble softly, "If we don't move forward, I'm afraid we won't be able to finish our shopping before dark."

"I'd rather stay like this for a day than take another step forward."

Song Wanning turned her head and glanced at Putuo Temple on the mountain. She asked in a low voice, "Is the rumor you just mentioned that people looking at Putuo Temple can't lie true or false?"

Yin Yichen said in a low voice without hesitation, "I made it up."

Song Wanning sighed and said slowly, "I was wondering why I have never heard of such a statement."

The two of them strolled in the peach blossom forest before turning around and walking back. What Song Wanning didn't expect was that the scene of her and Yin Yichen holding hands had already been seen by Song Lan's confidants.

After Song Wanning and Yin Yichen parted ways, Zhuque came to greet her as soon as she entered the house. She looked at Song Wanning and said, "Miss, you just told me to come back first, but I haven't seen you for a long time. I was really scared."

Song Wanning said in a low voice, "I'm fine, I just came out a little late."

Zhuque looked at Song Wanning and suddenly asked in surprise, "Miss, why is your mouth swollen? Did you get bitten by mosquitoes in the mountains?"

"No..." Song Wanning's ears turned red when she heard Zhuque say that. "I guess it will disappear in a while."

Zhuque sighed and complained, "Well, girl, how long do you think we'll stay on this mountain? It's quiet here, but it's just one hilltop. Even if it's beautiful, it won't take more than a few days to see it all. And it's only vegetarian food, no meat at all."

"You, you're just thinking about eating." Song Wanning reached out and poked Zhuque's forehead, smiling and saying, "I see you've gained some weight. It would be best if you stay in Putuo Mountain for a few months. That's a good time for you to lose some weight."

"No, young lady." Zhuque said, sighing and lying on the edge of the bed, "In a few months, I will definitely be so thin that only broken bones are left."

Song Wanning restrained her expression and said calmly, "Now, it depends on those trusted confidants under Big Brother. If the news comes quickly, I'm afraid we can go back in less than two days."

"Really, young lady?" Zhuque instantly jumped up from the bed, looked at Song Wanning and laughed, "But why? Why would my family come to pick me up so suddenly?"

Song Wanning chuckled softly, "The Prime Minister is in Putuo Mountain now, how could they not come to pick him up?"