Favoring concubines and ignoring wives? The mistress of the marquisate remarried a powerful official

General's Mansion.

Song Lan received the secret letter sent back by his confidant. He opened it and took a look at it. His face looked very ugly for a moment.

He clutched the letter in his hand, and he didn't even have the heart to tell Song Jing the truth. If Song Jing knew that his scheme had helped Yin Yichen, he would probably be so angry that he would die.

Song Lan had no other options at the moment, so he prepared the carriage and thought of another excuse. He found Song Jing who was still busy and said to him, "Father, Wan Ning wrote back saying that she was not feeling well after going to Putuo Temple and wanted me to pick her up. I have prepared the carriage and will go pick her up today. I came here to tell you, father."

Song Jing didn't expect that Song Wanning would fall ill right after she went to Putuo Temple. He stood up from his chair in shock, "What? Unwell? She was fine when she went there, how could this happen? Can you tell me what happened?"

"Don't worry, father. I just caught a cold from traveling so long. It's not a serious illness." Song Lan paused and said to Song Jing, "I think it's because Putuo Temple rains all year round and is located at a high altitude. It's possible that he caught a cold accidentally. But even though he's a small soldier, he 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, I would not have sent her to Putuo Temple. It would have caused Wan Ning a lot of trouble. If she were 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 him. Who would have thought that the Prime Minister was really sick, but he was received well. I think Prime Minister Yin is not 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 pulled the corner of his mouth 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 have been together on the battlefield for more than ten years. They are also biological father and son. Song Jing immediately noticed something was wrong and asked, "Lan'er, are you hiding something from daddy? If so, just tell me. There is 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 in 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 horrified, and his anger grew even more uncontrollable. He slapped the sandalwood table with his palm, "Yin Yichen is such a good guy. He tricked me and made me escape. I actually thought he was a good person. I am really blind."

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 soon."

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. There are such shameless people in the world."

Song Lan knew that he could not persuade Song Jing, so he followed Song Jing out of the mansion and got on the 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 courtyard of the temple 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 thought carefully about the originally difficult situation and made a move with white chess pieces. The situation instantly eased. Now the offense and defense had changed. Song Wanning's eyebrows were lively and she laughed happily, "Prime Minister, I'm grateful for your concession."

Seeing this, Yin Yichen also laughed, "Wan Ning is a good chess player. I am a little bit overwhelmed by her."

Song Wanning wore a green robe with narrow sleeves today. The skirt had no extra decorations, which was very different from what she wore in the capital. Her hair was tied up with a simple hairpin, and her long black hair flowed down, making her fair face look even more elegant and refined.

Yin Yichen, who was sitting opposite Song Wanning, was also wearing a green robe. Unlike his usual luxurious appearance, he looked a little lazy. He supported his chin with one hand, with a smile on his face, looking at Song Wanning, with an inexplicable charm.

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, and his mind was a little complicated for a moment. Now looking at the two people, 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, so he immediately strode over, stood a few steps away from the two of them, and 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, Dad."

Song Wanning felt very guilty now. She stood up and was about to walk towards Song Jing, but she didn't expect to be stopped by Yin Yichen, "Miss Ning, the game of chess is not over yet."

Song Jing couldn't bear it any longer, so he walked over quickly 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 is such a busy man. He is so elegant. He was bedridden a few days ago, but now he is well again and has time to come to Putuo Temple."

"Thanks to the general, I felt much better after he came to visit 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 face was not looking good now, but he still asked slowly, "Prime Minister, have you ever thought about what His Majesty would say if he knew that the Prime Minister had abandoned all the affairs of the court and did not go to court even after he recovered?"

"General, I am now over 20 years old but still single. I think His Majesty has pitied me for being alone for a long time." Yin Yichen said slowly with a faint smile on his face, "If His Majesty knew that I came here for the daughter of the general's mansion, you might as well guess what His Majesty would do?"

After hearing this, Song Jing could no longer hold back. He immediately slapped the chessboard with his palm and said coldly, "Prime Minister, do you know how to write the word shameless?"