General's Mansion.
Song Lan received the secret letter sent back by his confidant, opened it and took a look at it, his face looking very ugly for a moment.
He clutched the letter in his hand, not even having the heart to tell Song Jing the truth. If Song Jing knew that his scheme had actually helped Yin Yichen, he would probably die of anger.
Song Lan had no other options, so he prepared the carriage and thought of another excuse. He found the still-busy Song Jing and said to him, "Father, Wan Ning wrote back saying she wasn't feeling well after going to Putuo Temple and wanted me to come back and get her. I've already prepared the carriage and will go get her today, just to let you know."
Song Jing was surprised that Song Wanning would fall ill right after visiting Putuo Temple. He stood up from his chair in shock. "What? Not feeling well? She was fine when we went there. How could this happen? What happened?"
"Don't worry, father. I just caught a cold from traveling. It's not a serious illness." Song Lan paused and said to Song Jing, "I guess it's because Putuo Temple rains all year round and is located at a high altitude, so it's possible that I caught a cold accidentally. But even though I'm a soldier, I can't recover as quickly as someone at home."
After hearing what Song Lan said, Song Jing felt a little guilty. He sighed and said, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have sent her to Putuo Temple. It caused Wan Ning a lot of trouble. If she had been at home, she could have recuperated well. A few days ago, I was afraid that the Prime Minister would pretend to be sick to go to Wan Ning, so I went to the mansion to test it. Who would have thought that the Prime Minister was really ill and received him well? I don't think Prime Minister Yin is such a stubborn person. I guess I was worrying too much."
After Song Lan said this, he really couldn't bear to tell Song Jing the truth. He just curled his lips and said, "Father, I will go to Putuo Temple to pick up Wan Ning first. Father will have a good rest at home first."
Song Jing and Song Lan had been together on the battlefield for more than ten years, and they were biological father and son. Song Jing immediately noticed something was wrong and asked, "Lan'er, are you hiding something from your father? If so, just tell me. There's nothing we can't talk about between father and son."
Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Song Lan could only patiently say, "Father, if I tell you, I hope you won't be angry."
Song Jing looked at Song Lan's cautious expression and immediately had a bad feeling, "Lan'er, could it be..."
Song Lan sighed and nodded slightly. "Early this morning, the spies at Putuo Temple reported that the Prime Minister appeared in the temple and even went for a walk in the peach blossom forest with Wan Ning."
"What?" Song Jing was now horrified, his anger growing uncontrollable. He slammed his palm on the sandalwood table, "Yin Yichen is such a jerk! He tricked me and pulled off a cowardly trick, and I actually thought he was a good person. How blind I am."
Song Lan looked at Song Jing helplessly and said, "Father, it's too late to say this now. Just wait for me to bring Wan Ning back home as soon as possible."
Song Lan turned around and was about to go out, but was stopped by Song Jing, "I'll go pick it up myself. I want to see how Yin Yichen has the nerve to stand in front of me. How can there be such a shameless person in the world?"
Song Lan knew that he couldn't persuade Song Jing, so he followed Song Jing out of the mansion and mounted his horse. The two of them rode fast, and they reached Putuo Mountain in just one day instead of two days' journey.
When Song Jing and Song Lan arrived at Putuo Temple, Yin Yichen was actually sitting in the temple courtyard playing chess with Song Wanning.
The weather in Putuo Temple is good. There is a hundreds-year-old sycamore tree in the courtyard. The pavilion is located under the shade of the sycamore tree. It is a great place to cool off and relax.
The two of them played chess on the stone table under the tree, feeling very comfortable.
Song Wanning looked at Yin Yichen's chess game. She considered the situation carefully and made a white move, which instantly eased the situation. Now that the offense and defense had switched, Song Wanning's eyebrows and eyes lit up, and she laughed joyfully, "Prime Minister, I'm grateful for your concession."
Seeing this, Yin Yichen also laughed, "Wan Ning is a good chess player, but I am a little caught off guard."
Song Wanning wore a light blue gown with narrow sleeves and a plain skirt, which was very different from what she wore in the capital. Her hair was held up with a simple hairpin, and her long, dark hair flowed down, framing her fair face with an even more elegant and refined air.
Sitting across from Song Wanning, Yin Yichen was also dressed in a cyan robe. Unlike his usual extravagance, he seemed rather lazy. He propped his chin up with one hand, a hint of a smile on his lips as he looked at Song Wanning, inexplicably alluring.
This kind of Yin Yichen is very different from the decisive and ruthless Yin Yichen in the court. The two of them played chess under the tree, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.
Song Lan looked at this scene, his mind was a little complicated for a moment. Now looking at the two people's appearance, Song Lan only thought of one word: a perfect match.
But this is exactly what he and Song Jing least want to see right now.
Song Jing couldn't see Yin Yichen so carefree anymore. He immediately strode over and stood a few steps away from the two of them. He said in a calm voice, "Wan Ning, come here."
When Song Wanning heard Song Jing's voice, she turned around in surprise. She knew that Song Jing and Song Lan would be here soon, but she didn't expect them to arrive so soon. "I know, Daddy."
Song Wanning felt very guilty now. She stood up and was about to walk towards Song Jing, but she didn't expect Yin Yichen to stop her, "Miss Ning, the game of chess isn't over yet."
Song Jing couldn't bear it any longer, so he quickly walked over and sat in Song Wanning's original seat, "I'll follow you."
Song Jing casually took out a white chess piece and placed it on the chessboard. He said coldly, "The Prime Minister, this busy man, is really in a good mood. He was bedridden a few days ago, but now he's fully recovered and even has time to come to Putuo Temple."
"Thanks to the general, I suddenly felt much better after he came to see me at your house. I heard that Putuo Temple is picturesque, so of course I have to come and take a look." Yin Yichen was not panicked at all now, but picked up a black chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.
Song Jing's expression was not looking good, but he still asked slowly, "Prime Minister, have you ever thought about what His Majesty would say if he knew that you had abandoned all the affairs of the court and refused to attend court even after you recovered?"
"General, I'm over twenty years old and still single. I think His Majesty must have felt sorry for me because I've been alone for so long." Yin Yichen said slowly with a faint smile on his face, "If His Majesty knew I came here for the general's daughter, why don't you guess what His Majesty would do?"
After hearing this, Song Jing couldn't help but slammed his palm on the chessboard and said coldly, "Prime Minister, do you know how to write the word shameless?"
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