When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

The carriage started slowly, the wheels rolling over the bluestone road, making a slight creaking sound, and gradually moved away from the hustle and bustle.

In the carriage, Jiang Song and Xie Changyan sat opposite each other. Although the space in the carriage was not large, it seemed particularly spacious because of the calmness of the two.

Song's eyes occasionally swept over Xie Changyan. He sat upright like a pine tree, his face cold and clear, his inky black hair gently falling on his shoulders, still looking bright and handsome.

"Husband, I've implicated you in what happened today." Jiang Song spoke softly, breaking the silence in the carriage.

Upon hearing this, Xie Changyan raised his eyes slightly and his gaze gently swept across Jiang Song's face. A trace of pity flashed across his eyes.

He said nothing, but just leaned against the wall of the carriage, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, just like when he came.

Jiang Song gradually got used to Xie Changyan's silence and stopped talking. He just slowly looked out the car window.

The streets are lined with a dazzling array of shops and are bustling with people. The hawkers' shouts and the pedestrians' bargaining sounds intertwine, forming a lively urban melody.

Although today's farce was instigated by Jiang Jun, the attitude of everyone in the Jiang family also made her see her own situation clearly.

In the eyes of those people, a concubine's daughter like her was born as humble as mud and was only fit to live in the gutter and could never turn over.

Anything that can be called satisfactory will be regarded as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh, and they must get rid of it as soon as possible.

In the past, it was the original owner's talent, and now it is Xie Changyan's appearance, both of which are the source of their jealousy and suppression.

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

She secretly swore in her heart that from now on, she would never allow herself to be bullied again. Whether it was the constraints of the Jiang family or the cold eyes of the outside world, they would become her motivation to move forward.

She wants to take her own destiny firmly into her own hands and make those who have despised her, insulted her, and persecuted her pay the price for their actions.

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage slowly stopped and the driver's voice rang out from outside: "Master, Madam, we've arrived."

Upon hearing this, Xie Changyan opened his eyes and his gaze returned to his usual coldness.

He got off the carriage first, then turned around and reached out to help Jiang Song.

Jiang Song was slightly stunned, then took his hand and used it to get off the carriage.

At this time, Xie Guangting was already waiting at the gate of the mansion. He had a worried look on his face, and only when he saw Xie Changyan and Jiang Song return safely did his expression ease a little.

He walked quickly forward, looked at the two of them carefully, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that they were all safe.

"Changyan, A'song, from now on, it's better for our Xie family not to have any dealings with the Marquis of Anding's Mansion, to avoid unnecessary trouble. I already know the general situation of what happened today. You did the right thing, so there's no need to worry about it."

It turned out that a servant who was accompanying him ran back in advance to report everything that happened in the Marquis of Anding's Mansion that day.

"Father, I'm sorry. It's my fault that my husband has been wronged." Jiang Song spoke gently, with a hint of apology in his eyes.

Although what happened today was not what she wanted, it was ultimately caused by her. Otherwise, Jiang Jun would have no reason to humiliate Xie Changyan.

"What happened today is not your fault. You don't need to blame yourself." Xie Guangting's eyes were gentle. "Since Changyan has married you, you are a member of my Xie family. We will support you in the future."

Xie Changyan stood aside. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes softened a little compared to before, obviously indicating his tacit agreement with Xie Guangting's words.

"Thank you, father." Jiang Song bowed gratefully, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

"It's getting late, you should go back to your room and rest." After Xie Guangting said this, he turned and walked into the mansion, leaving the two of them with a generous back.

Jiang Song and Xie Changyan walked side by side, passing through the corridor with carved beams and painted buildings, and then they came to the intersection where they parted ways.

The warm orange sunset shines on the bluestone slabs, giving this quaint courtyard a gentle glow.

Xie Changyan walked towards Yunyin Pavilion, while Jiang Song walked towards her residence - Xunmeiju.

"Young Madam, the young master said that you were frightened today. He will come to accompany you later." Xie Ruyi appeared beside Jiang Song at some point, with a meaningful smile on her face.

Jiang Song paused slightly, feeling a little surprised. "Tell him I'm fine and that he doesn't need to worry."

Xie Ruyi smiled and agreed, a hint of mischief flickering in her eyes, "Don't worry, Madam. I will definitely pass on the message. However, the young master... actually cares about you a lot."

It would have been better if she hadn't said it. When she said it, Jiang Song's cheeks unconsciously flushed slightly. She coughed lightly to cover up her loss of composure, "Well, I know, you go ahead and get busy."

Seeing Xie Ruyi's expression, the smile in his eyes deepened a little. He bowed slightly and turned to leave.

Returning to Xunmeiju, Jiang Song closed the door, leaned against it, and let out a breath.

Although today's events have come to an end, Jiang Song's mood is still difficult to completely calm down.

She walked to the window and gently pushed open the window frame. A gust of evening breeze blew on her face, bringing a bit of coolness, but it also made her chaotic thoughts gradually clearer.

The door was pushed open, Jiang Song turned around and saw Xiuyun walking in lightly with a tray in her hand, on which was a bowl of hot soup and a few dishes.

"Young Madam, this is what Brother Ruyi specially ordered the kitchen to prepare for you, saying that you didn't have a meal when you returned to the Marquis' Mansion today." Xiuyun placed the tray on the table and carefully set the table for dishes and chopsticks.

"Gurgle--" Jiang Song's stomach made a rumbling sound at the right moment, and she realized that she had not had a proper meal since morning till now.

She smiled embarrassedly, walked to the table, sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and began to taste the late dinner.

The soup was delicious, the food was tasty, and every bite seemed to dispel the haze in her heart.

I have to say that Xie Ruyi is really thoughtful and considerate. No wonder Xie Changyan has no personal maid by his side, yet she can manage his daily life in order.

After the meal, Jiang Song began to practice according to the methods in the "Xisui Jing".

She sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes and concentrated, the aura around her slowly settling, as if merging with the surrounding air.

"Within the small space of the spiritual platform, pure energy flows from the east. With a mind as calm as still water, I guide the energy into the sea of ​​elixir..."

This is the third night since Jiang Song entered the Qi Refining Realm. She has begun to gain some control over her spiritual energy. The most intuitive feeling of this practice is that the flow of spiritual energy in her body is smoother.

This body already had three years of martial arts foundation, and with the cleansing of the "Xisui Jing", Jiang Song's mobility and sensitivity had a qualitative leap.

This was also the key reason why she was able to easily avoid the vase that Jiang Jun threw at her when she was at Jiang's house today.

But this is far from her goal!

In the short term, she wants to win the Fengwu Academy selection.

As for the long term, it means embarking on the path of cultivating immortals, becoming a truly strong person, and no longer being oppressed or bound by anyone.

After practicing for about an hour, Jiang Song suddenly remembered what Xie Ruyi said in the evening.

Xie Changyan is coming to accompany her tonight?

This thought flashed through his mind, and a ripple appeared in Jiang Song's heart.

She sighed softly, pulled her thoughts away from her cultivation, stood up, walked to the bronze mirror, and simply tidied her appearance.

Although she said it was a simple tidy-up, she still put on some powder to make her complexion look more rosy and natural, and then changed into a simple yet gentle nightgown.