When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

Just as Jiang Song was about to think carefully about this sentence, he heard faint footsteps approaching from afar.

Could it be that Xie Changyan is back?

Jiang Song was shocked and quickly put the "Xisui Jing" back into the secret compartment and quickly hid his own belongings in it.

She quickly sat back on the edge of the bed, covered her head with the red veil again, and folded her hands nervously in front of her knees and in front of her abdomen, making a dignified and quiet posture.

As the footsteps got closer, Jiang Song's heart rose to his throat.

The door was gently pushed open, and a cool breeze rushed in, carrying with it the refreshing fragrance of plum blossoms.

Through the gap in the red veil, Jiang Song vaguely saw a figure slowly approaching. The figure was tall and graceful, and as cold as the moon.

She didn't dare to look directly, so she could only hold her breath and wait for what might happen next.

The man walked to the bed, seemed to pause for a moment, and then slowly sat down.

Jiang Song felt the bed beside her sink slightly, and her heart beat even more violently, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

However, the man did not do anything out of the ordinary. He just sat there quietly for a long time without making any movement.

Jiang Song was puzzled, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

The man had an extremely cool medicinal fragrance on him, which was inexplicably pleasant.

She quietly tried to peek at the man's face through the gap in the red veil, but the red veil covered it tightly and she could only see a vague outline in the candlelight.

Just when Jiang Song was about to give up, the man suddenly moved. He reached out and gently lifted Jiang Song's red veil.

Jiang Song suddenly felt extremely sleepy and dazed. A warmth came over her cheeks and she fell dizzy on the bed.

The man slowly pressed against her, so close that she could hear his breathing and feel the faint warmth coming from his body.

After a while, a kiss gently fell on her forehead, with a hint of tentativeness and tenderness.

The lips that covered him were very cold, like the dew in early winter, making Jiang Song shiver.

She tried hard to open her eyes and see the man clearly, but her eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds and she couldn't lift them up.

Then, the man kissed her cheek again, moving all the way down until he touched her lips.

This time, his kiss was no longer so gentle, but carried an almost predatory frenzy that made Jiang Song's heart beat wildly.

She felt his warm breath, mixed with the elegant cold fragrance, overwhelming her and leaving her nowhere to escape.

Her body trembled involuntarily, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and she couldn't help but move closer to that person...

Jiang Song didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already the next morning.

She opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed in her bridal chamber, and the person beside her was gone.

She sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked around.

The room was still quiet, with only the chirping of birds outside the window.

Jiang Song felt a little unbelievable, as if everything that happened last night was just a dream.

But the aches in her body and the lingering scent of love on the bed clearly reminded her that it was not an illusion.

She looked out the window and saw a plum forest with plum blossoms in full bloom, white as snow, red as clouds, and emitting a faint fragrance.

She took a deep breath and felt much refreshed.

Soon, two people dressed as maids pushed the door open and walked in. One of them was holding an empty tray, and the other was holding new clothes and jewelry.

"Young Madam, I am here to retrieve the chastity handkerchief on Madam's orders."

Jiang Song frowned slightly. She naturally knew what this so-called "chastity handkerchief" was.

In this feudal era, after the wedding night, the husband's family would arrange for an experienced maid to check the bed sheets of the newlyweds to see if there was any blood, in order to prove the bride's chastity.

The chastity scarf is a white scarf placed under the bed sheet to test whether the bride is pure and flawless.

Jiang Song felt uncomfortable. This custom was undoubtedly an insult and violation to women, but she also knew that it was unavoidable in this era.

Even though she felt speechless, she had no choice but to do it.

Jiang Song suppressed the awkwardness in his heart and awkwardly wrapped his naked body with the quilt. He gently moved inward and then motioned for the maids to come forward and take it.

The nanny put down the tray, walked to the bed, and skillfully lifted a corner of the quilt.

There was indeed a snow-white brocade handkerchief on the bed sheet, stained with a few spots of bright red.

The maids smiled with satisfaction, carefully placed the handkerchief on the tray, left the new clothes and jewelry, and left with the door closed.

Last night was so strange! How could she suddenly become so sleepy and unconscious?

Jiang Song sat on the edge of the bed, his brows slightly furrowed, his heart full of doubts.

She tried hard to recall the vague fragments of last night, but apart from the elegant cold fragrance and the warmth on her lips, she could hardly remember the man's specific face.

Yes, last night the candlelight was dim, the figure was shadowy, and she was also sleepy and her thoughts were confused, so she naturally couldn't see the man's true face.

She sighed softly and wondered what Xie Changyan looked like.

Even with such close contact last night, she couldn't even see his face clearly. It was hard to believe if she told others about it.

However, thinking about what happened last night, Jiang Song's cheeks flushed slightly.

To be honest, looking at the strength the man used to push her down, he doesn't look like someone who has been ill for a long time!

Could it be that Xie Changyan's condition has improved, or is he not as weak as the rumors say?

Then why did he...

"Miss, are you awake? I'm here to help you wash up." A voice sounded outside the door, interrupting Jiang Song's thoughts.

"Come in." Jiang Song responded, then stood up and put on his clothes.

Xiuyun pushed the door open and walked in, holding a copper basin, towels and other toiletries in her hands.

Jiang Song washed up with Xiuyun's help, changed into a new dress, and put on exquisite jewelry.

She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

The woman in the mirror has eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, red lips and white teeth, shoulders like a knife, and a light and elegant green silk dress, which makes her look even more gentle and lovely.

Although she only wore light makeup, she looked much brighter and more charming than her usual bleak appearance.

The appearance of this body is about 70% similar to her previous life, but the temperament is completely different.

Although she was beautiful in her previous life, she gave people a more mature and neat feeling. But now she has a more pitiful beauty.

No matter in what era, if a woman only has beauty but no wisdom and means, her beauty will become the source of disaster.

Fortunately, Jiang Song is not just a pretty face.

She thought of the "Washing Marrow Sutra" that she had found in the secret compartment last night, and her heart was beating fast.

If this world really allows one to cultivate immortality, then she can improve her strength and escape from her current predicament by practicing this secret book.

However, this matter cannot be rushed. After all, the book says that in order to practice, one must first open the spiritual veins. Whether or not one has the spiritual roots to practice cultivation still needs further verification.

Jiang Song planned to first find out the situation in the Xie Mansion, and then find a suitable opportunity to study the martial arts book in detail.

"Young Madam, the young master said that after you have breakfast, you should go directly to Yongshou Hall to pay your respects to the master and the madam." A handsome attendant came to the courtyard to report.

"Got it, we'll be there soon."

Yongshou Hall is the main hall of the Xie Mansion. Once I go there today, I will officially appear as the daughter-in-law of the Xie family.

Although she was not very familiar with the ancient formalities, she understood the importance of first impression.

But this early morning, Xie Changyan hadn't even appeared. Wasn't he going to Yongshou Hall with us? Or was he bedridden, unable to get up to greet us and offer tea?