When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

After returning to the Xie Mansion, Xie Yunni and Xie Changyu, brother and sister, warmly invited Jiang Song to have dinner with them before allowing her to return to Xunmeiju to rest.

At this time, the moon is above the treetops, a thin mist is shrouded in the courtyard, the branches of flowers are swaying in the wind, insects are chirping softly, and the night is gentle.

Three servants helped Jiang Song carry the various gifts that Xie Yunni bought for her back to Xunmeiju.

Jiang Song also gave them some small change as a reward, allowing them to leave happily.

She walked into the main house holding a box of "Jiang Chunxiang" lip balm that she had picked out at Taoyaofang.

Xiuyun was arranging the tea sets in the outer hall. When she saw Jiang Song come in, she quickly put down the work in her hands and went to greet him.

"Young Madam, you are back. Can you have dinner now?"

Jiang Song nodded and said, "I ate it at the Second Young Lady's courtyard. Xiuyun, this is the lip balm I bought for you today. See if you like it."

As he said that, he handed the "Jiang Chunxiang" in his hand to Xiuyun.

Xiuyun took the lip balm and showed a surprised smile on her face, "Wow, what a beautiful lip balm, thank you, Madam!"

Then he glanced at Jiang Song and whispered, "The young master is in there. He's been here for a while."

Jiang Song nodded slightly to indicate that she understood, and she tiptoed into the inner room.

I saw Xie Changyan sitting quietly on the couch, holding a book in his hand and reading it with a focused expression.

The warm yellow candlelight reflected on his handsome profile, and the small mole at the end of his eye seemed to be stained with a gentle halo, making him look peaceful and beautiful.

Hearing the footsteps of Jiang Song coming in, he raised his head, a smile flashed in his eyes, "You're back."

Jiang Song walked over to sit beside him and said softly, "Well, I went out for a walk with Yun Ni and the others today and bought some things."

Xie Changyan put down the book in his hand and looked at Jiang Song's hair. An orchid-shaped jade hairpin caught his attention. "This jade hairpin is quite unique. Is it new?"

Jiang Song gently touched the jade hairpin in his hair, smiled and nodded: "The Third Young Master chose it, he thinks this jade hairpin suits me very well."

"Changyu?" Xie Changyan's smiling eyes dimmed slightly, and he pulled the jade hairpin out of Jiang Song's hair. "His taste is not very good. I will choose a better one for you another day."

As he spoke, he casually placed the jade hairpin on a small table beside him and picked up the book he had put down earlier.

Jiang Song was slightly stunned, looking at Xie Changyan's profile, and seemed to sense a hint of displeasure on his part.

She sighed in her heart, knowing that Xie Changyu's act of giving her the jade hairpin might have made Xie Changyan feel a little jealous.

However, she didn't say much, but just leaned on Xie Changyan's shoulder meekly, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Xie Changyan curled his lips and chuckled. He put down the book in his hand, turned around, took Jiang Song into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "I've been sick for so many days, and you haven't come to see me. Don't you have me in your heart anymore?"

Jiang Song raised her head slightly and met Xie Changyan's slightly teasing eyes, and her heart softened.

"You're not saying that. Divine Doctor Xue said you needed to rest and shouldn't be disturbed, so I didn't bother you. Besides, I still stew medicinal food for you every day, how could I not have you in my heart?"

Xie Changyan chuckled softly and tightened his grip on Jiang Song's arm, "Song'er, have you ever thought about what you would do if something really happened to me?"

Jiang Song gently covered his mouth and glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense, you'll be fine. Doctor Xue said that as long as you take good care of your illness, you will live a long life."

Xie Changyan pulled Jiang Song's hand down, held it in his palm, and looked at her deeply. "I mean, what if something unexpected happens to me? How will you deal with it?"

Jiang Song's heart tightened, she understood what Xie Changyan meant.

In this era, if a woman loses the protection of her husband, her life will probably be difficult.

But Jiang Song is no longer an ordinary woman. She has now embarked on the path to immortality.

Although he is still just a Qi-refining cultivator, he has the capital to make a living.

The main reason why she stayed in the Xie family was for revenge.

Once she is admitted to Fengwu Academy, takes first place, and obtains a prestigious position, she will be able to investigate Du Shulan's murder of Cui Yunniang and the original owner, and seek justice for them.

By then, the world will be vast and she can decide whether to travel outside or find an orthodox immortal cultivation sect to continue her practice. She will no longer be bound by this worldly thing.

But Jiang Song would not express these thoughts to Xie Changyan.

She smiled gently and stared at him: "If that day really comes, I will live well, protect this family for you, and fulfill your unfulfilled wish."

"Song'er, you don't need to be burdened by me, nor do you need to be trapped by the Xie family. I just want you to be able to follow your heart and live happily."

"If you have no one to rely on in the future, the Xie family will always be your safe haven. No matter when or where, there will always be a place for you here."

"But if one day you have the ability to go to a wider world, I promise that the Xie family will not bind you. The sky is high and the sea is vast, allowing you to fly freely."

Xie Changyan's eyes were as deep as a pool, as if they could penetrate the surface and look directly into the most subtle corners of people's hearts.

He seemed to be able to guess what was in his mind!

Jiang Song's heart was slightly shocked, and he couldn't help but be surprised by Xie Changyan's sharpness and insight.

She lowered her eyes, hiding the emotional fluctuations in her eyes, and said softly: "Husband, why do you say that?"

Xie Changyan smiled softly, his fingertips caressing Jiang Song's cheek. "Song'er, I can see that you have great ambitions. Following your heart and living your true self is what you should be like."

Jiang Song raised his eyes and felt that Xie Changyan was particularly different today. There was compassion and relief hidden in his eyes.

Somewhat like another person.

"Husband, why are you talking about this for no reason?" Jiang Song chuckled and changed the subject, "Let's not talk about this anymore. It's better to get some rest early."

Xie Changyan smiled gently, as if the words he had just said were just a whisper in the wind, fleeting.

"I made a slip of the tongue, Song'er. It's just that sometimes, I would think, if one day..."

Jiang Song didn't respond to him, but gently pressed his lips with his fingers and shook his head gently but firmly.

Once some words are spoken, they cannot be taken back. If unfortunately they come true, it will make people feel regretful and uneasy.

Xie Changyan was ill and inevitably felt sad about the passing of time, but she didn't want him to be immersed in such emotions for too long.

"My husband will be safe and sound for the rest of his life!"

"I'm going to take a shower first."

Jiang Song stood up gently and walked to the screen on one side of the inner room, where there was a small and exquisite bathroom.

The screen swayed slightly, and her graceful figure gradually disappeared in the misty water vapor.

Xie Changyan sighed softly, stood up and walked to the window, stood with his hands behind his back, looking out the window at the courtyard caressed by the moonlight, his mind full of thoughts.

Soon, the sound of gurgling water came from behind the screen. Along with the soft and regular sound of water, Xie Changyan's mood gradually calmed down.

The sound of water gradually stopped, and Jiang Song, dressed in a light gauze dress, slowly walked out from behind the screen. Crystal water droplets were still hanging on the ends of her hair, making her skin look even whiter like jade.

Xie Changyan turned around and his eyes fell on Jiang Song. His heart couldn't help but flutter at the sight of her elegant and refined appearance.

He stepped forward gently, took down a soft cloth from the shelf beside her, and gently wiped the water droplets from the ends of her hair. "It's late at night, don't catch a cold."

"Husband, why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

"Wait for you."

The two simple words "Xie Changyan" contain endless affection.

His lips gently fell on Jiang Song's forehead, as gentle and delicate as a spring breeze blowing across newly opened petals.

The two smiled at each other, and without saying anything, they understood each other's intentions.

Afterwards, the red bed tent was warm, and they spent a night of spring together, enjoying the beauty of nature.