When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

"Yeah, I didn't expect that either." Jiang Song chuckled, "He is indeed different, but this disease..."

Xiuyun's expression darkened upon hearing this, and she quickly comforted him, "Young Madam, don't worry. Perhaps this disease is not incurable. We can ask around and maybe find some miraculous remedy."

"Well, you're right, there's always a way."

Although Jiang Song didn't care much about whether Xie Changyan could cure her illness when she got married, she even thought about becoming a rich and leisurely widow.

But now that he saw Xie Changyan with his own eyes, he suddenly felt a little reluctant to see him die young.

The fragrance of wintersweet drifted in with the wind. Jiang Song sniffed it gently. The clear fragrance with a hint of sweetness seemed to comfort her silently.

This courtyard is called "Xunmeiju" because it is full of plum blossoms. It is an elegant name that complements the scenery of the courtyard.

The Xie family had no official positions and relied entirely on the land and business opportunities granted by their ancestors to make a fairly wealthy family.

I heard that Mr. Xie attaches great importance to family style and etiquette, and the atmosphere in his mansion is relatively relaxed, unlike the restrained atmosphere in an official's family.

In the afternoon, Xiuyun went to learn the rules from the nanny in the mansion, while Jiang Song stayed alone in Xunmeiju.

She didn't see her mother-in-law when she served tea today, and she didn't know what to do. She had just arrived, so it was not convenient for her to wander around the house. She decided to go to the bedroom and tidy up.

She stood up and walked into the inner room through the mottled light and shadow cast by the carved wooden window.

After cleaning up the house, Jiang Song suddenly remembered the "Marrow Washing Sutra" hidden in the secret compartment, and planned to take it out and study it carefully.

Although Jiang Song was skeptical about cultivating immortals, he had nothing to do at the moment, so he might as well take this opportunity to see if there were any secrets hidden in this book.

If you can really find a way to open up your meridians and gain an opportunity to practice, it's worth a try.

Jiang Song walked to the bookshelf with ease, his fingertips lightly touching the covers of the ancient books, and finally stopped in front of a grid that looked ordinary but contained a hidden mechanism.

She gently turned a carved copper ring on the bookshelf, and with a slight sound of a mechanism starting up, the bookshelf slowly moved away, revealing a secret compartment hidden in the corner behind it.

Jiang Song reached in, his fingertips touched the yellowed book, he took it out and began to read it word by word.

"The Washing Marrow Sutra emphasizes self-cultivation and the harmony of yin and yang. If one can grasp its essence, one may be able to strengthen the body and even..."

There are some unclear handwritings on the pages, which seem to be annotations left by previous generations.

Jiang Song carefully identified it and found that the handwriting mentioned a mysterious thing called "Spiritual Spring".

It is said that practicing it in conjunction with the "Xisui Jing" can have miraculous effects, but the writings are vague on how to find the spiritual spring.

All that remains is a seemingly plausible statement: "When the mind arises, the environment appears; when the environment appears, the spring emerges."

Jiang Song frowned, feeling doubtful. This spiritual spring sounded like something from a legend. Did it really exist?

She continued to read. The book not only contained methods of cultivation, but also some herbal illustrations and alchemy techniques. The content was complex and profound.

Jiang Song became more and more fascinated as he watched. Before he knew it, the sun had set and the light in the room was gradually dimming.

"Young Madam, it's time for dinner." Xiuyun's voice came from outside the door, interrupting Jiang Song's thoughts.

Jiang Song closed the book and carefully put it back into the secret compartment, secretly deciding in his heart that he would find an opportunity to explore the book in depth in the future.

At this moment, she suddenly found that the contents of the "Xisui Jing" were clearly imprinted in her mind.

Every word and every picture seems to be engraved in the deepest part of my memory, and I can remember them all without having to flip through the pages of the book.

Jiang Song was shocked. The words in the "Xisui Jing" were clearly obscure and difficult to understand. How could he memorize them so quickly?

Some of the pictures above are intricately detailed and colorful, which should be difficult to fully reproduce in the mind, but they are now extremely clear.

Could it be that this "Xisui Jing" is really extraordinary and can affect people's minds and memories?

She could recite all the content she had just read by heart, as if she was born with an inextricable connection with this ancient book.

What is the reason for this?

Xiuyun's urging voice sounded again, with a bit of concern: "Madam, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, I was just so engrossed in reading that I forgot the time. I'll be right there." Jiang Song collected his thoughts, slowly stood up, and walked out of the inner room.

At this time, Xiuyun had already placed all the food on the table, steaming hot and fragrant.

There were four dishes and one soup, including her favorite steamed sea bass, as well as several exquisite side dishes unique to the Xie family. Although it looked simple, it was full of care.

Jiang Song sat at the table, his heart still recalling the shock brought by the "Xisui Jing".

Just as she was about to pick up her chopsticks, she saw the exquisite dishes on the table and suddenly remembered that she had married into the Xie Mansion. "Is the young master not back yet?"

"He..." Before Xiuyun finished her words, she heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the yard, followed by the creaking sound of the door hinge turning. It was obvious that someone had returned.

"Ruyi, why are you here? Where is the young master?" When Xiuyun heard the noise outside the door, a hint of surprise flashed across her face. Then she hurried out and saw that the person standing outside the door was Xie Ruyi, the personal attendant of the Xie family.

"Sister Xiuyun, the young master..." Xie Ruyi hesitated to speak, her gaze lingering in the direction of Jiang Song for a moment, seeming a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Jiang Song gently put down his chopsticks and said softly, "It's okay. Tell me, what's wrong with the young master?"

Xie Ruyi sighed and finally spoke, "Madam, the young master has been living in Yunyin Pavilion. The environment there is quiet and peaceful, which is convenient for him to recuperate. Divine Doctor Xue can also treat him at any time..."

Jiang Song's heart tightened, a trace of worry flashing across his brows, "So how is he now? Has his condition changed?"

Xie Ruyi shook her head, as if weighing her words. "No, it's just that the young master... he can't live with the young mistress in Xunmei Residence, so he asked me to come and report this matter. I hope the young mistress won't be offended."

"In that case, I'll go over and look after him. Ruyi, lead the way." Jiang Song stood up, prepared to pack up and head to Yunyin Pavilion.

"Young Madam, don't worry too much. The young master is fine. It's just that his illness really shouldn't be disturbed by too many people, so we made this arrangement." Xie Ruyi saw the situation and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

Jiang Song thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then please keep me informed of his situation from time to time. If you need anything, please let me know as soon as possible."

"Young Madam is kindhearted. If the young master knew, he would be very pleased." Xie Ruyi bowed. "By the way, I have made a list of the things I need to prepare for my return visit the day after tomorrow. I will send it to Young Madam for review later."

After Xie Ruyi left, Jiang Song sat at the table for a long time without picking up her chopsticks. It seemed that Xie Changyan's condition was not as optimistic as she had imagined.

Even his wife couldn't come to his side to take care of him. Could there be some unspeakable secret?

Jiang Song's mind was full of thoughts, and he suddenly lost his appetite when faced with a table full of delicious food.

Seeing this, Xiuyun hurried forward to help Jiang Song straighten his clothes, "Young Madam, please eat first, the food is almost cold. We can only do our best for the young master's affairs, and you must also take care of your own health."

Jiang Song forced a smile, "You're right, I can't collapse first. Come, let's eat together. There are so many dishes, it would be a shame to waste them."

The two sat down again. Although the atmosphere was a little dull, Xiuyun tried her best to find some light-hearted topics to try to ease Jiang Song's worries.

They were only husband and wife for one night, so Jiang Song wasn't really unable to let go of Xie Changyan, but she was already in the situation and couldn't stay out of it.

In this strange world, Xie Mansion is her only safe haven at the moment, and she really doesn't want to encounter too many twists and turns and accidents.

At least Jiang Song didn't want to be like the original owner, who was at the mercy of others like a fish. The helplessness and fear of death often pressed upon her, and she could only get rid of the shadow by becoming stronger.