When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

The sky above Lingyuan gradually became clear again, and brilliant rays of light poured down from the clouds, illuminating the entire Lingyuan like a fairyland.

Jiang Song breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the spiritual power surging in his body, and felt a surge of joy in his heart.

She finally succeeded in overcoming the Nascent Soul Tribulation and entered a new realm of cultivation!

Jiang Song turned to look at Yun Miao, but found that his forehead was covered with sweat and his body was trembling slightly.

"Yun Miao, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Song was shocked and quickly supported him.

Yun Miao forced a smile and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little exhausted."

As he spoke, he tried to stand up straight, but stumbled and almost fell.

Jiang Song felt a pang of pain in her heart, she knew that Yun Miao was injured in order to help her survive the thunder tribulation.

"Don't move, I'll help you up." Jiang Song said, carefully supporting Yun Miao and flying towards Lingyuan.

When the two flew out of Lingyuan and returned to Dingshan, Ximen Liu was still waiting there.

Seeing Jiang Song and Yun Miao return safely, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he also noticed something strange about Yun Miao.

"Senior brother, you..." Ximen Liu hesitated to speak.

Yun Miao waved his hand. "It's okay. It's just a minor injury. It will be fine after a few days of recuperation."

Seeing Jiang Song was so worried about Yun Miao, Ximen Liu felt happy for him in his heart: Brother, the clouds have finally cleared and the moon is visible!

This way of breakthrough is indeed risky, but they both won the bet. It seems that the senior brother’s return to the top is just around the corner!

Ximen Liu coughed lightly and said, "Well, Miss Jiang, I suddenly remembered that I have some things to deal with before I go back. I'll leave my senior brother to your care."

Jiang Song nodded, "Okay, I'll guard him."

Ximen Liu smiled, turned and left, leaving the couple who had gone through so much together some space to be alone.

Jiang Song helped Yun Miao back to his living room, a quiet and elegant little house, far away from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by a faint spiritual energy.

The furnishings in the house are simple but extremely tidy, and the owner's elegant taste is revealed everywhere.

After placing Yun Miao on the bed, Jiang Song reached out to undress him, wanting to check his injuries.

Yun Miao quickly grabbed her hand and said, "A Song, I can do it myself."

At this moment, a spiritual power flashed, and the blood-stained clothes on Yun Miao's body disappeared instantly, and he was replaced by a set of clean white inner clothes.

Jiang Song was slightly stunned. He really still minded letting her see the hideous scar on his back.

She did not force it, but just sat cross-legged behind him, opened her red lips, chanted a spell, and a faint blue light flowed between her hands. It was the healing technique she practiced.

The blue light was like silk, gently covering Yun Miao's body, warm and soft, helping him repair his damaged meridians and internal organs.

Yun Miao felt Jiang Song's spiritual power slowly seeping into his body, bringing a comfortable feeling, and his frown gradually relaxed.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at Jiang Song, who was concentrating with his eyes closed and concentrating on healing himself. His face was as red as a peach and his lips were as white as cherries.

An irresistible impulse surged in his heart, and Yun Miao couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke Jiang Song's cheek.

Jiang Song felt the touch on his face, suddenly opened his eyes, and met Yun Miao's deep eyes.

When their eyes met, sparks seemed to flicker in the air.

"You..." Jiang Song's cheeks turned red unconsciously. He wanted to dodge, but he was firmly attracted by Yun Miao's eyes and couldn't look away.

Yun Miao's fingers gently stroked her cheek, and when they touched her warm red lips, he could no longer resist the desire in his heart and lowered his head to kiss her.

This kiss was no longer as gentle and short as before, but hot and deep, as if it wanted to swallow her whole.

Jiang Song was a little surprised at first, but soon immersed in the kiss. She closed her eyes, put her arms around Yun Miao's neck, and responded to him passionately.

The two people's breathing gradually became rapid, and the temperature in the room continued to rise.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Miao finally let go of Jiang Song. Her lips were swollen from the kiss, and there was an alluring blush on her face. Her eyes were blurred and she was panting.

"A Song, I..." Yun Miao spoke, his voice hoarse and low, full of lust.

"Don't talk." Jiang Song interrupted him softly, leaned close to his lips again, and lingered with him passionately.

After a long time, just when the passion of the two was about to reach its peak, suddenly, a mysterious force surged out of Jiang Song's body and wrapped her tightly.

Jiang Song felt a black screen before his eyes and then lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, the surrounding environment had changed completely. She found herself lying on the bed in the courtyard of Xie Mansion, but Yun Miao was nowhere to be found.

Jiang Song sat up suddenly, looked around, and felt a sense of melancholy.

Everything that just happened seemed like just a dream.

But she knew that it was not a dream, it really happened.

But why did she suddenly return to Xunmeiju? Where did Yunmiao go?

Just when she was full of doubts, a cold voice sounded in her ears, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Song looked in the direction of the voice and saw Xie Changyan standing in front of the window, his back to her, his hands behind his back. He was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, which made him look as elegant as a pine or bamboo.

"Husband, why are you here?" Jiang Song asked in surprise.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Song'er? Your husband is naturally here all the time."

Xie Changyan turned around and looked at Jiang Song gently, but there seemed to be something hidden in his eyes that was hard to understand.

"Yun Miao?" Jiang Song called out tentatively, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

She stared into Xie Changyan's eyes, trying to find the answer.

Xie Changyan's eyes flickered for a moment before he regained his composure. "Yun Miao? Who is Yun Miao?"

Jiang Song's heart trembled. She looked at Xie Changyan in disbelief, as if she were looking at a stranger. "You...you don't know Yun Miao?"

Xie Changyan shook his head slightly, a puzzled expression on his face. "Song'er, are you having a nightmare? Or are you hallucinating?"

Dare to do it but not take responsibility, right?!

it is good!very good!

A strong sense of anger and disappointment surged in Jiang Song's heart. She clutched the bed sheet tightly, and her fingertips turned white from the force.

She stared at Xie Changyan, as if she wanted to see through him.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Song slapped Xie Changyan hard in the face.

"Stop pretending! I know you are Yun Miao, or Yun Miao is you! Why are you teasing me like this?!"

Jiang Song's voice trembled with anger, and tears welled up in his eyes.

It would be fine if he really was mentally ill, but he pretended to be ignorant in front of her even though he knew the truth. How could she not be angry?

He always lured her into the game, but withdrew at the critical moment. This feeling of being deceived and played with almost suffocated her.

"Song'er, I think you might be tired. I'll come see you tomorrow."

Xie Changyan's eyes were calm. He stroked the cheek that was hit by Jiang Song. He didn't argue anymore. He just sighed softly and turned to leave.