Song Wanning and her group had left the city in the morning, and now they had traveled half the distance in the blink of an eye. As the sky gradually darkened, Song Wanning leaned back on the soft cushion of the carriage and yawned.
Seeing this, Zhuque, the personal attendant, hurriedly took out a cloak from the carriage box and covered Song Wanning with it. "If you feel sleepy, you can lean on the cushions to sleep. The carriage is not like home now, so I'm afraid you'll have to work harder."
Song Wanning responded softly, glanced at the cushions at the other end of the carriage, and said to Zhuque, "The cushions at that end can also be slept on. The two of us, master and servant, can just sleep on them for the night. Otherwise, we'll probably be exhausted."
Seeing this, Zhuque shook her head and said, "I am not sleepy. We are about to reach the small road, and the road is bumpy. I need to watch over the young lady. Otherwise, I am afraid that she will fall asleep and get bumped into something."
"There's no time for all the bumps and bruises. Let's lie down and rest for a while."
Song Wanning was just asking Zhuque to rest with her when the carriage outside suddenly stopped, causing Song Wanning to almost fall off the cushion. Zhuque supported Song Wanning and saved her from harm.
Song Wanning quickly stuck her head out and looked at the old man in charge of the horses outside and asked, "What's going on?"
Uncle Liu was busy explaining to Song Wanning, "Miss, this section of the road is difficult to walk on. It was dark and we couldn't see clearly. There was actually a stone in the middle of the road. The wheel stopped when it hit the stone. We just had to wait for the guards behind us to move the stone away and then we were fine."
Song Wanning nodded slightly, got out of the carriage and watched her guards move the stone away.
Seeing this, Zhuque raised the lantern and said to Song Wanning, "Miss, it's getting dark now, and Uncle Liu can't see the road clearly. I will hold the lantern in front to light the way for him. Miss, please go in and rest quickly."
Song Wanning responded lightly. Not many people went to Putuo Mountain. One reason was that the road was difficult to walk on. There was no post station on the mountain road to rest, so it was really inconvenient to walk.
Song Wanning thought to herself that she must open an inn on this road in the future. If Putuo Temple is very popular, the inn will probably make a lot of money.
Song Wanning was thinking about ways to make money, but when she lifted the curtain and entered the carriage, she found that there was already someone sitting in the carriage.
She was startled and was about to scream, but someone in the carriage covered her mouth. She could only hear the person's very low voice saying, "It's me."
Song Wanning blinked and saw clearly that the person in front of her was Yin Yichen. Yin Yichen was wearing a black suit that was different from his usual outfit. His long hair was only held up high with a jade crown. Compared with the usually stern Prime Minister Yin, he looked a bit more youthful.
Song Wanning took Yin Yichen's hand away and sat up straighter. She looked at Yin Yichen helplessly and said, "Prime Minister, where are you going? Why did you get into my carriage in the middle of the night? If outsiders saw us alone, I'm afraid my reputation would be ruined."
"No one passes by on this road, don't worry." Yin Yichen sat beside Song Wanning and said softly to her, "If this really gets known, for the sake of your reputation, I'll marry you and everything will be fine."
Song Wanning felt ashamed. Ever since Yin Yichen had spoken in the carriage last time, he seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians. His face was so thick that Song Wanning could hardly stand up to him. "Where is the Prime Minister going?"
"Let's go to Putuo Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha." Yin Yichen glanced at Song Wanning and said lightly, "Miss Ning, are you going too? Since we are going the same way, why not go together?"
Song Wanning was surprised and asked, "The court is so busy, how could the Prime Minister still have time to go to Putuo Temple to burn incense?"
"Not only do I have to burn incense, I also have to bathe and fast for half a month."
Song Wanning thought to herself that if Song Jing knew about her careful planning, it would be a perfect opportunity for her to achieve her goal. Otherwise, he would be so angry that he would die.
Seeing that Yin Yichen was really going to follow him to Putuo Temple, Song Wanning didn't know what his purpose was, so she couldn't help but persuade him earnestly, "Prime Minister, are you going here just to bathe and fast?"
"What else?" Yin Yichen waved his hand. "A few days ago, a Taoist priest came to my Prime Minister's Mansion to tell my fortune. He said that my reputation as an official is not good now. If I want to change it, I have to bathe and fast for half a month."
Song Wanning swallowed all the words she wanted to say to persuade Yin Yichen to go back, and instead said, "Prime Minister, it's late at night, and I'm still an unmarried woman. If you still have any respect for me, then just get off the carriage and go on your own. If I were seen riding in the same carriage with the Prime Minister late at night, I'm afraid I'd just hang myself."
After hearing this, Yin Yichen's eyes finally moved. He looked at Song Wanning and said, "But why were you able to ride in the same car with Pei Xuanzhi a few days ago? And even walk on the street together?"
Song Wanning really couldn't do anything to Yin Yichen now, so she had to patiently explain, "That was my parents' order, and it was done in broad daylight."
Yin Yichen was not satisfied with Song Wanning's reason and said in a deep voice, "Then it would be okay if I walked with you during the day?"
"It depends on the situation." Song Wanning explained in a low voice, "The Prime Minister is now the target of public criticism. If I openly act with the Prime Minister, I'm afraid I'll be used against me."
Yin Yichen's face darkened. He sat beside Song Wanning and said slowly, "What a culprit! You kissed me, and yet you still want to draw a line between us. It's really heartbreaking."
When Song Wanning heard Yin Yichen say this, her ears quickly turned red. She could only explain herself in a low voice, "It was clearly the Prime Minister who kissed me. I haven't even come to settle the score with the Prime Minister yet, but he's the one who's picking on me instead."
Yin Yichen was not anxious after hearing what Song Wanning said. He just said calmly, "But I seem to remember that someone kissed my face first."
Song Wanning felt that Yin Yichen was being unreasonable, and simply said, "If the Prime Minister hadn't held my hand, such an accident wouldn't have happened."
"But no matter what, it was Miss Ning who kissed me first." Yin Yichen curled his lips slightly and continued, "If you hadn't kissed my face first, making me think you were interested in me, how could I have taken the subsequent action? Besides, I only pulled you to sit back down so we could discuss something. Who knows if it was a real accident or if Miss Ning did it on purpose? After all, I have pulled many people, but Miss Ning is the first person who kissed me because of me pulling her."
As the prime minister of the current dynasty, Yin Yichen is invincible in his sophistry. Even Song Jing cannot get any advantage from Yin Yichen, let alone Song Wanning.
Song Wanning now glared at Yin Yichen, snorted, and turned away with a cold face, "Since the Prime Minister thinks so, there is really no point in me arguing with the Prime Minister now."
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