When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

Jiang Song's heart suddenly tightened, and the ointment and cloth in his hands slipped unconsciously.

She forgot to go forward and just stared at the scar, her heart filled with shock and heartache.

Realizing that Jiang Song had discovered the secret, Xie Changyan quickly pulled the bath towel beside him to cover the scar.

His face instantly turned gloomy, and the anger in his eyes intensified. He spat out a few words in a cold and decisive voice, "Get out."

Jiang Song was shocked by his reaction, but also realized that his gaffe might have touched his taboo.

She quickly averted her gaze, lowered her head, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I was just... worried about you."

Xie Changyan did not respond, but just pursed his lips tightly, his body trembling slightly, obviously trying hard to restrain something.

Jiang Song quickly picked up the ointment and cloth on the ground and placed them not far from Xie Changyan. "Husband, I'll go out first. I'll come back when you need me."

After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and left the medicinal bath room, feeling mixed emotions.

Could that scar be the root cause of Xie Changyan's impending death, frail body, and old illness?

Why is he so secretive about this, even resorting to hiding it with indifference and anger?

So what kind of past made Xie Changyan what he is today?

She stood outside the door, looking at the setting sun, her mind full of thoughts.

I don’t know how long I stood there, until a cool breeze blew by, and Jiang Song suddenly came back to his senses.

"Squeak-"

There was a sound of door hinges turning behind him. Jiang Song turned around and saw Xie Changyan already dressed and walking out of the room slowly.

"Husband, are you... feeling better?" Jiang Song asked with concern. He couldn't help but glance at his back again, but quickly looked away.

"Haven't you left yet?" Xie Changyan's voice was still cold, but compared to his previous anger, it was a little calmer.

Jiang Song nodded slightly, "Husband, your injury..."

"You've already seen it. Don't waste your time on me from now on." Xie Changyan interrupted Jiang Song, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

Jiang Song knew that he could speak, so he didn't want to guess his thoughts anymore, so he said, "Husband, if you have something to say, just say it."

"Since you knew I didn't have much time left, why did you marry me? What's the point of doing this?"

There was a hint of self-mockery and indifference in Xie Changyan's words, as if he was questioning her, or questioning himself.

These words were like the cold wind in winter, bringing with them a biting chill that completely calmed Jiang Song's heart.

"My husband, don't you understand? I married you because I had no choice. Since you doubt my intentions, why have you been so kind to me these days?"

Xie Changyan ordered Xie Ruyi to buy various expenses for her and provide her with money for her to live on, and even introduced Xie Yunni to her and taught her swordsmanship, all of which showed his special care for her.

Jiang Song's care for him these days was just to repay this special care. How could it be that he had some complicated calculations?

How come I become so unbearable and utilitarian in his words?

"From now on, there's no need to come over." Xie Changyan said this calmly, turned around and walked away.

Unexpectedly, the person behind him only said "OK" and there was no other sound.

This unexpected obedience made Xie Changyan pause slightly, but he immediately returned to normal and continued moving forward.

The next day, Xiuyun felt confused when she saw that Jiang Song did not arrange for her to buy the ingredients needed to make medicinal food.

She walked over to Jiang Song and asked softly, "Young Madam, aren't you going to make medicinal food today?"

Jiang Song was reading an ancient book with his head down. When he heard this, he looked up and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Well, not for now." She replied lightly, gently turning the pages of the book in her hand, as if trying to find something between the lines.

Seeing this, Xiuyun was confused but did not ask any more questions. She just quietly stepped aside and continued to take care of the trivial matters in the house.

After calming down, Jiang Song gradually realized that Xie Changyan might have had some hardship behind what he said that day.

But she believes that she is not the heroine in those redemption stories.

We have no ability to change a person's future destiny, nor are we obligated to bear the pain of his past.

When dealing with Xie Changyan, just do your best to have a clear conscience. As for the rest, just let nature take its course.

Since he couldn't practice sword skills well at Xunmeiju, Jiang Song borrowed the martial arts training ground in the mansion from Xie Yunni when she came back from Fengwu Academy.

After hearing this, Xie Yunni readily agreed and took Jiang Song there personally. She also introduced martial arts sparring partners to Jiang Song and asked them to teach him martial arts.

Jiang Song has married into the Xie family and has broken off relations with the Jiang family. If she is admitted to Fengwu College in the future, she will be a member of the Xie family, and Fengwu College will also attribute her grades to the Xie family.

Xie Yunni was naturally happy to see this happen, and she became more dedicated to teaching Jiang Song swordsmanship.

In the martial arts arena, Jiang Song was sweating profusely, and the long sword in his hand shuttled through the air like a dragon, making a "whooshing" sound.

Her figure was agile and flexible, and every time she drew her sword, it carried a fierce momentum, as if she wanted to cut off all the troubles and unhappiness with the sword.

After several days of study, Jiang Song broke through the last two moves of the "Dawn Flowing Cloud" sword. His sword moves became more and more fierce and powerful.

One sword cuts flying flowers, two swords stop flowing water, three swords split rocks, and four swords shake the heavens and the earth...

She practiced it over and over again until she mastered the sword technique to perfection and could do it with ease.

The martial artists watched from the side, and couldn't help but show admiration in their eyes.

They originally thought that this young lady was just here for fun, but they didn't expect her to be so hardworking and serious, and to have made such remarkable progress in just a few days.

Although these twelve moves of "Dawn Clouds" were sword techniques created by Jiang Song herself, every move and every style had been carefully considered and repeatedly tested by her.

It not only retains the essence of current mainstream swordsmanship, but also incorporates her own unique insights and innovative elements.

It has both the beauty of simplicity and elegance, and the fierceness and murderousness.

As the last sword "Clouds Disperse and the Sky Dawn" came to an end, Jiang Song gently exhaled, with a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes.

Finally, I have mastered this sword technique thoroughly.

Fortunately, she had the support of internal energy and mental skills, otherwise it would be difficult for her to complete the practice of this set of sword techniques in such a short time.

Jiang Song put away his sword and bowed to the martial artists in thanks. "Thank you all for your careful guidance, Jiang Song is very grateful."

The martial artists returned the greetings one after another, expressing their disdain for the honor.

One of the older martial artists even praised her, saying, "Young Madam is gifted and intelligent, and hardworking. In time, she will surely become a master of swordsmanship."

Jiang Song just smiled modestly. After all, the road to self-improvement is still long, and this is just the beginning.

*

In the Yunyin Pavilion, the sound of the piano is melodious and the clear sound lingers in the air.

Xie Changyan sat alone in front of the piano, plucking the strings lightly with his fingertips, and the melodies poured out like flowing water.

His gaze was deep and distant, as if penetrating layers of fog and gazing at some unknown corner.

"Master, the young mistress hasn't come to pay her respects to you for quite some time." Xie Ruyi reminded him secretly, with a cunning glint in his eyes.

Xie Changyan did not stop playing the piano, but just said "hmm" lightly, as if he didn't care about it.

However, the sound of the piano flowing from his fingertips inadvertently revealed a subtle change of emotion.

"Young Madam has been very busy these days. I heard she created her own sword technique and is practicing it very enthusiastically in the martial arts arena." Xie Ruyi's tone was a little teasing, "Young Master, don't you want to go and take a look?"

Xie Changyan remained silent, but the sound of his piano gradually became more passionate, revealing his inner fluctuations.

Xie Ruyi saw this and laughed in his heart: Looking at the young master pretending to be calm, it is obvious that he cares about the young lady.