When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

After the dual cultivation ended, the spiritual veil that covered her eyes slowly dissipated, and she saw Yun Miao's elegant and refined face again.

He was looking at her quietly at this moment, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, as if he could see through all her thoughts.

When their eyes met, sparks seemed to flash in the air, and Jiang Song's heartbeat quickened uncontrollably again.

"Ayan..." she called softly, her voice a little sleepy and soft.

Just now in the illusion, when they were entangled, he called out "A Song" over and over again.

The low and lustful voice made Jiang Song's heart tremble.

Therefore, Jiang Song unconsciously overlapped Yun Miao in front of him with the man in the illusion and blurted out "Ayan".

Yun Miao was slightly stunned, then he understood Jiang Song's confusion.

He didn't correct her for some unknown reason, and replied with a smile, "I'm here."

Jiang Song looked at Yun Miao's smile and felt a little dazed.

She had never seen Yun Miao smile so gently, as if the iceberg had melted and spring flowers were blooming.

At this moment, she suddenly couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality, and just wanted to indulge in this gentle land and never wake up.

At this moment, Jiang Song's eyes were blurred, his red lips were slightly open, his chest was heaving, and his white and slender fingers were tightly grasping the brocade cushion under him, as if he was savoring the aftertaste of the illusion just now.

Crystal clear sweat slid down her cheeks and onto her slender white neck, sparkling like morning dew.

Yun Miao looked at Jiang Song like this, his Adam's apple unconsciously slid up and down, and a strange emotion flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Song, who was filled with lust, had watery eyes and a rosy face, which made him even more charming and elegant than usual, making him almost unable to control the desire deep in his heart.

Yun Miao's heart moved, and he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips.

Unlike the lingering kiss in the illusion, this kiss was gentle and short, brushing across her heart like a feather, but enough to make her heart flutter.

After just a quick taste, Yun Miao forced herself to suppress the lustful thoughts in her heart and reached out to lightly touch Jiang Song's brow.

A cool breath rushed into Jiang Song's mind, making her regain her clarity of mind instantly.

Jiang Song suddenly opened his eyes and met Yun Miao's deep eyes. The throbbing in his heart was instantly replaced by a chill.

She remembered her previous misconduct and couldn't help but blush. She lowered her head in embarrassment, "Yun Miao, I..."

"It's okay." Yun Miao interrupted her, his voice returning to its usual coolness. "It's inevitable that your mind will be distracted when practicing dual cultivation for the first time. You've done very well, so there's no need to blame yourself."

Jiang Song glanced at himself and found that his clothes had automatically returned to their original state, and his accessories were also neatly put on, as if nothing had happened.

However, the spiritual power filling her body and the lingering touch on her lips reminded her all the time that everything that had just happened was not a dream.

She looked up at Yun Miao, only to see that he looked normal, as if the gentle and affectionate person just now was not him.

Jiang Song felt a pang of melancholy, but had to admit that this Yun Miao was the cold and otherworldly exiled immortal she was familiar with.

"This is the first day, and there are still six days to go. You go back and adjust your condition and come back tomorrow." Yun Miao's voice sounded in Jiang Song's ears, breaking the silence.

Jiang Song came back to his senses and nodded, "Okay."

She felt a little disappointed because Yun Miao only thought of this as a practice and did not mix any personal emotions.

But she was so immersed in the illusion that she almost lost herself.

How ridiculous!

Jiang Song stood up and left, his back looking a little lonely.

Yun Miao looked at her leaving figure, and a beautiful curve appeared at the corner of his lips.

Jiang Song is really different to him.

The touch of her lips was so wonderful that he couldn't help but want to taste it again and again, hold her in his arms, and love her wantonly.

However, he also knew that now was not the time.

The emotional entanglement between them is already complicated enough, and the matter of cultivation cannot be easily involved.

The next day, Jiang Song arrived as scheduled.

With the experience of the first day, she seemed more calm and composed this time.

Yun Miao was still waiting for her by the lotus pond. They smiled at each other, as if the embarrassment and disappointment of yesterday had never happened.

The dual cultivation process went more smoothly than yesterday. Under Yun Miao's guidance, Jiang Song quickly got into the state.

This time, Jiang Song was no longer trapped by lust. She was immersed in her love affair with "A Yan" and no longer subconsciously worried about the identity of the person in front of her.

In her heart, no matter who "Ayan" is, he is the only one who can resonate with her soul and blend with her body at this moment.

As for who he is in the next moment, whether he is there or not, it no longer matters.

She learned to enjoy the present moment and cherish every encounter with Ayan.

After putting aside all distracting thoughts, the spiritual power in Jiang Song's body was like a trickle of water, gathering into a river, blending with Yun Miao's spiritual power, nourishing each other.

As the days passed, Jiang Song felt that his cultivation was steadily improving, and there were even signs of a breakthrough.

The mysterious power in her heart gradually awakened, her body felt warm, and it seemed as if an endless supply of power was growing.

In the blink of an eye, the seven-day dual cultivation has come to an end.

On the last day, when Yun Miao and Jiang Song sat in the dual cultivation formation again, the aura of both of them was very different from seven days ago.

Yun Miao's aura became deeper and more restrained, containing endless pressure and mystery;

Jiang Song, on the other hand, looked radiant, with a faint aura surrounding him, which was a sign of his improved cultivation.

"A Song, today is the last day, and also the most crucial day."

"Yes, I know."

Yun Miao nodded slightly, formed seals with his hands again, and activated the dual cultivation formation.

As the magic circle was activated, the entire training room was once again shrouded in brilliant light, and rich spiritual energy flowed between the two people like a substance.

Yun Miao's voice sounded softly in her ears, like the sound of an ancient bell, melodious and deep, guiding her into that mysterious realm.

Following Yun Miao's guidance, her mind gradually emptied, as if it had floated away from its body and was wandering in the endless void.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Jiang Song opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the soft couch in the training room. His whole body was warm, as if surrounded by a gentle power.

Yun Miao sat beside her, closing his eyes and concentrating, as if protecting her.

"A Song, the pure Yang energy has been perfectly integrated with your Yin and soft power. You can go to Lingyuan tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you."

Jiang Song suddenly stood up, sat astride Yun Miao, kissed him lightly on the face, then quickly jumped away, leaving him in shock.

This man has disturbed her mind, and it's time for her to take a small "revenge".

Looking at Yun Miao's stunned expression, a hint of cunning flashed through Jiang Song's mind, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

When Yun Miao came to his senses, Jiang Songfang was no longer there. Only the faint fragrance in the air and the warmth on his cheek remained.

He chuckled softly and murmured, "This little girl is really getting more and more presumptuous."