When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

In the capital of Taixi State, on the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month in the eighth year of Jingde, it is a good day for getting married, praying for blessings, and moving into new homes.

A wedding procession quietly set out from the east of the city, silently and quickly passed through several streets, and finally stopped in front of the side door of the Anding Marquis Mansion.

There were no loud gongs and drums, no blasting firecrackers.

The scene was cold and desolate.

"Song'er, the Xie family is a wealthy family in the imperial capital. If you marry them, you'll be the legal wife. What a wonderful marriage! Ordinary families can't even hope for it!"

"Your mother was an unlucky person who left you long ago. If she knew you could marry so well today, she would definitely be pleased!"

Before leaving, Madam Du Shulan held Jiang Song's hand, looking reluctant, but there was no sincerity in her harsh triangular eyes.

"Madam, I beg you, don't let the young lady marry him! That young master of the Xie family is a sickly person, he might... die at any time. You are pushing the young lady into the fire pit!"

Jiang Song's personal maid Xiuyun knelt on the ground, pulling at Du Shulan's clothes, begging with tears in her eyes.

"How dare you! This marriage was arranged by the Marquis, how can you talk nonsense here! If you keep talking nonsense, I will tear your mouth apart!" Du Shulan's face changed and she scolded harshly.

"Song'er, Xiuyun is a very ignorant girl. Although the young master of the Xie family is a little weak, the Xie family is extremely wealthy. If you marry him, you will only enjoy happiness. How can it be a hell?"

Jiang Song lowered his eyes and said nothing, but he sneered in his heart.

Enjoy?

If it was really a good marriage that would bring happiness, why would it fall on a concubine's daughter like her?

This marriage contract was originally between the eldest sister Jiang Yun and Xie Changyan, the son of the Xie family.

It was obvious that the eldest lady and the eldest sister knew that Xie Changyan was terminally ill and had not much time left, so they designed to push her out to avoid disaster.

"Miss, please say something. You can't let them harm you like this!" Seeing that Jiang Song remained silent, Xiuyun kowtowed in anxiety.

Jiang Song reached out his hand and gently helped Xiuyun up, then looked up at Du Shulan and said lightly: "Don't worry, Madam, since I have already agreed to marry in your place, I will not regret it."

A hint of surprise flashed in Du Shulan's eyes.

She obviously didn't expect that Jiang Song would not cry or make a fuss today, and calmly accept the marriage.

However, this is also better, as it saves her from having to talk anymore.

"That's good." Du Shulan nodded. "It's getting late. The Xie family is still waiting. You should get in the sedan quickly."

Having said that, she turned and walked aside, no longer looking at Jiang Song.

Jiang Song lowered his eyes slightly to hide the coldness in them.

She answered "yes" obediently, then turned and walked towards the sedan chair outside the door.

Xiuyun hurriedly trotted over, helping Jiang Song straighten the hem of his wedding dress while sobbing softly.

Jiang Song got into the bridal sedan and lowered the curtain to block out the view from outside.

With the sedan bearer's shout of "Lift the sedan", the sedan was lifted steadily and then slowly moved towards the Xie family.

Du Shulan looked at the bridal sedan chair going away, and a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes.

She turned and walked into the mansion, the smile on her lips gradually disappearing.

Jiang Song sat in the sedan chair, listening to the hustle and bustle of the street outside, but his heart was calm.

Half a month ago, by some strange coincidence, her soul traveled to the body of a girl with the same name and surname, and she became a concubine of the Marquis of Anding.

Moreover, she was a concubine who came to the mansion a few years ago and was reluctantly recognized as a concubine. She had a low status and was never taken seriously.

Because Jiang Song was born outside, his bloodline was questionable, and he was bullied in the mansion and was even worse than the servants.

His biological mother, Cui Yunniang, died suddenly some time ago, and her body was still warm before the seventh day had passed.

The eldest lady used threats and bribes to force Jiang Song to marry in place of her elder sister, the son of the Xie family who was said to be seriously ill.

This marquis's mansion is such a filthy place where people are eaten without leaving any bones behind!

The eldest lady, Du Shulan, was vicious and jealous, and her hands were stained with the blood of countless innocent people.

Even the cause of death of the original owner and his biological mother is most likely related to her.

The vague and bloody memory fragments of the original owner flashed through Jiang Song's mind, and a feeling of palpitations arose spontaneously.

In this world, human life is worthless. With her current identity and situation, she could be doomed if she is not careful.

Later, when Jiang Song learned that she was going to marry into the Xie family in place of her elder sister, her first reaction was that it would be nice to escape from the deadly Anding Marquis Mansion.

Even if the man she married was a sickly person, he was still the eldest son of a wealthy family. It was much better than being bullied every day in the marquis's mansion and living in fear of his future.

It won’t be too late to wait until there is a chance to find a respite in the Xie family and then plan to turn things around.

Although the Xie family is not a paradise, it should have more vitality than this deadly Marquis Mansion.

"Miss, it's time to get out of the sedan." Xiuyun reminded softly, interrupting Jiang Song's thoughts.

Jiang Song slowly stretched out his hand and placed it on Xiuyun's hand.

She jumped lightly and walked out of the sedan chair lightly, stepping onto the red carpet that had been prepared in front of the Xie Mansion.

At the other end of the red carpet, a matchmaker placed a brazier, chanting, "The bride steps over the brazier, bringing prosperity and prosperity, driving away evil and driving away filth, and may your days be more prosperous!"

With Xiuyun's support, Jiang Song stepped steadily over the brazier and walked into the gate of Xie's mansion.

The mansion was unusually quiet, with no noise from guests and no children playing.

Only a few servants stood on both sides with their heads down, occasionally glancing at Jiang Song but then quickly looking away.

Walk through the winding corridor and arrive at the main hall.

The elders of the Xie family had been waiting there for a long time. Naturally, they looked unhappy as they were being played around by the Jiang family.

However, Xie Changyan has reached the age to get married, and his condition is getting worse. The whole family hopes that he can get married as soon as possible to pray for good luck and continue the family bloodline.

Besides, Jiang Song's fate is said to be compatible with Xie Changyan's, and she is a "lucky star" predicted by a high monk. Although she was born a concubine's daughter, at this critical juncture, the Xie family had no choice but to accept her reluctantly.

"The new guy has arrived——"

The matchmaker shouted, breaking the silence in the hall.

Soon, a slender and well-proportioned hand appeared in Jiang Song's sight through the gap under the red veil.

It was a hand belonging to a young man. Although it was a little pale, the joints were distinct and extremely handsome, even more attractive than a hand model's.

Is it him? Her husband, Master Xie Changyan?

Jiang Song was slightly startled, then put his hand into that hand. It felt extremely cold, indeed like the hand of a person who had been ill for a long time.

Well, at least she could worship with a living person, which was much better than what she had imagined before, worshiping with a rooster or a tablet.

While he was stunned, the man handed one end of the red silk to Jiang Song and held the other end in his own hand.

The two held the red silk and completed the wedding ceremony under the guidance of the matchmaker.

As the happy words "Send to the bridal chamber" rang out, Jiang Song was led to the bridal chamber.

Although she didn't know what Xie Changyan looked like, she believed that a man with hands like that must not be too bad looking.

Jiang Song was curious, but he didn't dare to lift the red veil to take a peek. After all, this was ancient times, and etiquette was above everything else.

She maintained a dignified posture and let Xiuyun and the matchmaker lead her slowly towards the bridal chamber.

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At the same time, at the top of the mountain behind Xie Mansion.

An elegant woman in white was gazing in the direction of Xie Mansion from afar, with complex emotions in her eyes.

Beside her stood a maid in tight clothes, who said respectfully, "Master, with just your command, I will disrupt this wedding for you and bring Immortal Yun Miao back to you."

The woman in white gently waved her hand, her voice as cold as a spring: "No need. He's already made his choice, so why should I force him? Am I really such a mean person?"

The maid looked unwilling: "But my Lord, you have done so much for the Immortal Lord, are you going to let him go just like that?"

"That's enough." The woman in white interrupted her. "Since he would rather marry an ordinary woman than be with me, and has fallen into such depravity, I don't need to cling to him any longer. Let's go back!"

The two turned around and rode away on the wind, disappearing into the clouds.