Song Wanning and her group had left the city in the morning, and in the blink of an eye they had already traveled half the distance. As the sky gradually darkened, Song Wanning leaned back on the cushion of the carriage and began to yawn.

Seeing this, Zhuque, the personal attendant, hurriedly took out a cloak from the box of the carriage and covered Song Wanning with it. "If you feel sleepy, you can lean on the cushion to sleep. The carriage is not like home now, I'm afraid you will have to work harder."

Song Wanning responded in a low voice, glanced at the cushion at the other end of the carriage, and said to Zhuque, "The cushion at that end can also be used for sleeping. The two of us, master and servant, can just sleep on it for one night. Otherwise, I'm afraid we won't have enough energy."

Seeing this, Zhuque shook her head and said, "I am not sleepy. We are about to reach the path, and the road is bumpy. I will watch over the girl. Otherwise, I am afraid that she will fall asleep and get bumped into something by accident."

"There's no time for 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 who was 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 not easy to walk on. It was dark and we couldn't see the road clearly. There was actually a stone in the middle of the road. The wheel stopped only after it hit the stone. We just had to wait for the guards behind us to move the stone away and then we would be 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 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 go to Putuo Mountain. One reason is that the road is difficult to travel on. There is no post station on this mountain road to rest, so it is really inconvenient to travel.

Song Wanning thought to herself that she would definitely open an inn along this road in the future. If Putuo Temple was popular, the inn would 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 the person in the carriage covered her mouth. She only heard 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 outfit 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 away Yin Yichen's hand 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 a man and a woman are seen by outsiders, I'm afraid my reputation will be ruined."

"No one passes by on this road, don't worry." Yin Yichen sat beside Song Wanning and whispered to her, "If people really know about this, for the sake of your reputation, I will marry you and everything will be fine."

Song Wanning was ashamed. Yin Yichen seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians since he said it in the carriage last time. His face was so thick that Song Wanning couldn't resist it. "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 calmly, "Miss Ning, are you going too? Since we are going the same way, it's not a bad idea to go together."

Song Wanning was surprised and asked, "The court is so busy, how can the Prime Minister 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 him to succeed. 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 had to swallow all the words she wanted to say to persuade Yin Yichen to go back, and instead said, "Prime Minister, it's late at night now, and I'm still an unmarried woman. If the Prime Minister still has a little respect in his heart, then just get off the carriage and go on your own. If I'm seen riding in the same carriage with the Prime Minister late at night, I'm afraid I'll just have to 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 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, and he sat beside Song Wanning and said slowly, "What a handle you are. You kissed me, and you still want to draw a line between you and me. It's really sad."

When Song Wanning heard Yin Yichen say this, her ears quickly turned red. She could only explain herself in a low voice, "It was obviously the Prime Minister who kissed me. I haven't even settled the score with the Prime Minister yet, but the Prime Minister is picking on me instead."

Yin Yichen was not in a hurry to hear Song Wanning say this, and just said lightly, "But I seem to remember that someone kissed my face first."

Song Wanning felt that Yin Yichen was being unreasonable, and she just 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 and made me think you were interested in me, how could I have taken subsequent actions? Besides, I only pulled you to sit back so that 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 I pulled her."

As the prime minister of the current dynasty, Yin Yichen is invincible in his sophistry. Even Song Jing can't 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, no longer looking at Yin Yichen, "Since the Prime Minister thinks so, there is really no point in me arguing with the Prime Minister now."

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