When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

As the Yin hour arrived, the stars retreated, a red sun quietly peeked out, the rooster crowed three times, and it was already dawn.

In front of Xie's house, four horse-drawn carriages were ready, and the coachmen and servants were busy carrying the offerings and tools needed for the relocation of the grave.

The slaughtered pigs, cows, sheep and other livestock were placed in an orderly manner on the side, incense, candles and paper money piled up into a small mountain, and all kinds of fruits and snacks were neatly stacked in baskets.

A black lacquered coffin stood quietly by the side, emitting a faint smell of tung oil. It was the resting place prepared for Cui Yunniang.

Eight maids dressed in mourning clothes carried trays filled with shrouds, quilts, and various burial items. Their faces were solemn and their steps were light.

Two rows of Taoist priests dressed in yellow robes, holding copper coins, peach wood swords, Bagua mirrors and other magical instruments, chanted incantations in hopes of a safe transition.

"Madam, everything is ready. We can set off." The housekeeper Uncle Fu walked forward and bowed to Chu Jinghong to report.

"Where's Song'er? Why can't I see her?" Chu Jinghong looked around, frowning slightly. "Go and urge her again, so she doesn't miss the auspicious time."

At this time, a group of black-armored guards walked out of the alley in a mighty procession, and the one leading them was Ximen Liu's trusted guard.

They were dressed in black armor, marching in unison, with a majestic aura, attracting the attention of those around them.

"Mother, they are the Black-Armored Guards under King Jingyuan!" Xie Changyu was sharp-eyed and recognized the group of people at a glance, shouting in surprise.

Chu Jinghong's heart skipped a beat. She looked at her husband with confusion and anxiety, "Guangting, what does King Jingyuan mean? Why would he send the Black Armor Guards here?"

Xie Guangting also looked confused. His Xie family had no close relationship with King Jingyuan, so the other party's behavior at this moment was indeed puzzling.

"Changyu, did you do anything wrong to provoke King Jingyuan?" Xie Guangting asked in a deep voice.

Xie Changyu shrugged innocently, "Father, you know me. I have always been cautious and have never made enemies with anyone, let alone a prominent figure like King Jingyuan."

"Forget it, just follow me to welcome them and see what the Black Armored Guards are doing here." Xie Guangting said, straightened his clothes and stepped forward.

Chu Jinghong and Xie Changyu followed closely behind. They stopped in front of the gate of Xie's mansion, all looking at the team of black-armored guards.

Just as he was about to ask, he saw black-armored guards standing on both sides, making way for them. Jiang Song, wearing a plain dress and a white flower on her head, slowly walked out of the team.

"Song'er, what are you doing..." Chu Jinghong was stunned when he saw Jiang Song and the black-armored guards appear together.

Jiang Songfu bowed and said, "Father, Mother, I am late. These black-armored guards were sent by King Jingyuan to assist us in relocating the graves."

Xie Guangting and Chu Jinghong looked at each other, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Jiang Song smiled faintly, "The prince said that our Xie family has made great contributions in reporting the conspiracy. He is worried that the remnants of the four families will take the opportunity to retaliate, so he specially sent the Black Armor Guards to escort us."

The Xie family felt a little relieved, but they didn't ask any more questions.

"Since it is King Jingyuan's kindness, we would be grateful if we could not refuse it." Xie Guangting bowed and thanked the black-armored guards. "Thank you for your help."

The leading black-armored guard clasped his fists in return, "Thank you, sir, for your courtesy."

"Song'er, Yan'er and Yu'er will accompany you today. The relocation of the grave will be left to you. Please be careful and don't make any mistakes."

Jiang Song nodded in agreement, "Don't worry, father. We will be careful."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the carriage, followed closely by Xie Changyu and Xie Changyan.

Before getting in the car, Xie Changyan glanced at Jiang Song indifferently and asked, "Where did you go last night?"

Jiang Song paused, looked back, and met Xie Changyan's deep eyes.

Her heart trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. "Prince Jingyuan's Mansion."

Then he got on the carriage without giving him another chance to ask questions.

Xie Changyan's eyes flickered as he looked at Jiang Song's back, wondering what he was thinking.

"Brother, get in." Xie Changyu called out and was the first to get on another carriage.

Xie Changyan withdrew his gaze, turned around and got on the carriage.

Soon, the grave-relocating team set off in a mighty procession.

The Xie family's carriage was in front, followed closely by the black-armored guards, with Taoist priests and maids on both sides. There was music and dancing along the way, making it very lively.

People on both sides of the street stopped to watch, and discussions arose one after another.

In the carriage, Jiang Song and Xie Changyan sat side by side, each looking out the window. The atmosphere was a little subtle.

Xie Changyan was the first to break the silence, "What are you doing at the Jingyuan Palace?"

There was no emotion in his tone, as if he was just asking casually.

Jiang Song pursed his lips and turned to look at him, "Please help me."

Xie Changyan frowned slightly, "Are you very familiar with A Liu?"

"Yes." Jiang Song chuckled, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, "More familiar than you think."

Upon hearing this, Xie Changyan's face darkened slightly, but he didn't say anything else.

The carriage fell silent again, with only the sounds of rolling wheels and music outside.

Jiang Song sighed in her heart. She actually didn't want to have a bad relationship with Xie Changyan, but for some reason, when she heard the tone of his voice just now, she couldn't help but want to say a few sarcastic words to him.

Perhaps, it was because she always had a trace of resentment towards him in her heart.

After a bumpy journey, the grave-relocating team finally arrived at their destination - the foot of a barren mountain next to Jing'an Temple.

Cui Yunniang's grave is on the top of a barren mountain. The path is rugged and can only be reached on foot.

Jiang Song, Xie Changyan and Xie Changyu carried offerings and tools, led servants and Taoists, and climbed up the mountain with difficulty.

The black-armored guards were scattered around, alert to possible dangers.

Along the way, Jiang Song remained silent and just focused on getting on with his journey.

Seeing that his brother and sister-in-law looked unhappy, Xie Changyu tactfully did not say anything more.

The atmosphere between the three of them seemed a little dull.

After climbing for more than an hour, they finally arrived at Cui Yunniang's grave.

Jiang Song quietly removed the protective magic circle around the grave mound, and a lonely grave mound appeared in front of everyone.

The wooden tombstone is engraved with the large characters "Tomb of Cui Yunniang". The handwriting is a little blurred, and it is obvious that it has experienced a lot of wind and rain.

"Mother, your daughter is here to take you home. It will be warmer there." Jiang Song stroked the tombstone and said softly.

Xie Changyan and Xie Changyu also stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Afterwards, the Taoist priests began to perform rituals and chant sutras to pray for the souls to be reborn, while the servants busily began to dig the grave.

Jiang Song stood aside, watching all this calmly.

The process of relocating the grave was not smooth. The soil around the grave was hard and Cui Yunniang did not have a coffin when she was buried, so it was extremely difficult to dig.

But everyone was respectful to the dead, no one complained, they just sweated silently.

After more than an hour, Cui Yunniang's remains were finally carefully dug out.

Jiang Song stepped forward and carefully examined the remains. After confirming that nothing was missing or damaged, he signaled the servants to place the remains into the black lacquer coffin.

Afterwards, she personally changed Cui Yunniang into new burial clothes, covered her with a quilt, and placed burial items in the coffin.

After everything was ready, everyone worked together to close the coffin and tied it tightly with hemp rope.

"Lift the coffin!" Xie Changyu gave an order, and eight strong men stepped forward, lifted the coffin, and walked steadily down the mountain.

Jiang Song and Xie Changyan followed closely behind, while the Taoists continued to perform rituals to guide Cui Yunniang's soul.