When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

"A Song, A Song!" Yun Miao called out twice, bringing Jiang Song back to reality from his thoughts.

"Hmm?" Jiang Song looked up and met Yun Miao's narrow and long phoenix eyes, which were full of concern and tenderness.

"Are you okay? Did the lightning explosion just now hurt you?" Yun Miao said, gently stroking Jiang Song's cheek, checking for any scars.

"Senior, we..."

Jiang Song realized that the distance between them was too close, so she quickly took a step back and escaped from Yun Miao's embrace. "I... I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, senior."

Yun Miao looked at her shy expression, a faint smile curling up his lips. "It's okay. You're new to controlling lightning, so it's inevitable that you'll make some mistakes. Let's stop here for today and practice again another day."

Jiang Song nodded, feeling very upset about his previous loss of composure.

"Then... Senior, I'll go back first." She lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

Yun Miao nodded gently, his eyes soft, "Well, go ahead."

Jiang Song responded and turned to leave, but then he seemed to remember something and stopped, looking back at Yun Miao. "Senior, are you...are you feeling well? I see you seem to be holding back something."

Yun Miao was slightly stunned, then regained his calm demeanor. "It's nothing, just an old injury. Don't worry about it, just focus on your cultivation."

Seeing that Yun Miao was unwilling to talk more, Jiang Song didn't want to ask any more questions, so he nodded and said, "Then take care of yourself, Senior. Ah Song will take his leave."

After saying that, Jiang Song turned around again and left quickly, his figure soon disappearing into the night.

*

The next day, Jiang Song went to the third courtyard to find Lin Pianpian, intending to continue discussing the details of the birthday gift.

As soon as I entered the yard, I heard bursts of laughter coming from the house, and the atmosphere seemed to be very harmonious.

She gently pushed the door open and walked in, only to see Lin Pianpian sitting with several concubines. Various silk samples were spread out on the table, and in the center was the drawing of "Phoenix Dancing in the Sky" that she had painted yesterday.

"Song'er is here, come and sit down." Lin Pianpian greeted Jiang Song warmly when she saw him.

Jiang Song agreed with a smile, walked to the table and sat down, his eyes immediately falling on the silk, "Aunt, are these the base colors prepared for the birthday gift?"

"That's right. Look at these colors. Do they match your drawing?" Lin Pianpian said, pointing to several pieces of silk with warm colors and delicate texture.

Jiang Song examined it carefully. "This piece of deep blue silk complements the night sky in the painting and better highlights the splendor of the fire phoenix. And this golden piece echoes the flaming wings of the phoenix."

"Song'er has a unique vision. Let's choose these two as backup. Next, whether to give the longevity painting or the poem, we must decide as soon as possible, time waits for no one."

"Send the poem and painting. Don't worry, Third Aunt. Song'er already has a draft in mind and will write it down later."

Lin Pianxian's eyebrows lit up with joy. "Okay, okay, with Song'er here, I feel much more at ease. Then let's make it a deal. You will be responsible for poetry and painting, and I will continue to follow up on the weaving of Yunjin."

Jiang Song nodded in agreement, then stood up, walked to the desk, ground ink, spread out paper, and prepared to write poetry.

Her movements were smooth and flowing, and the tip of the pen danced lightly on the paper. Soon, a majestic frontier poem appeared on the paper.

"From the Song of the Conscripted Army: The long clouds of Qinghai darken the snow-capped mountains, the lonely city gazes upon Yumen Pass in the distance. A hundred battles in the yellow sand wear away my golden armor, I will not return until I have conquered Loulan."

Xie Changyu quietly slipped into the house at some point, stood behind Jiang Song, and when he saw the poem, he couldn't help but recite it in a low voice.

"Sister-in-law, this poem is so well written. It captures the grandeur of the frontier and the heroic spirit of the soldiers. I, a Taixi border guard, should have such spirit!"

Jiang Song smiled slightly and turned to look at Xie Changyu, "Changyu, do you think this poem is worthy of the Queen Mother's birthday?"

"Perfect match!" Xie Changyu gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

"The Empress Dowager's lifelong wish is for our Taixi nation to be strong and our borders to be stable. This poem by my sister-in-law perfectly expresses the Empress Dowager's vision. She will surely like it when she sees it."

Jiang Song nodded with satisfaction. "That's good. This poem will be part of the birthday gift. After the 'Phoenix Dances in the Sky' artwork is embroidered onto the brocade, I'll frame the poem in calligraphy and present it together."

"This way, our birthday gift will be even more thoughtful." Lin Pianxian also praised, "Song'er, you are truly the lucky star of our Xie family."

Jiang Song felt a little embarrassed by the praise, "Third Aunt, you are too kind. Song'er only did his bit."

After everything was settled, Jiang Song said goodbye and left, returning to his own courtyard to continue practicing.

In the evening, Xie Ruyi came and said that Xie Changyan's old illness had relapsed, so Jiang Song went with him to Yunyin Pavilion to visit him.

Xie Changyan was lying on the bed, unconscious, his face as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

There was blood in the spittoon nearby, obviously someone had just vomited.

Seeing this, Jiang Song's heart tightened. He hurried to the bed and called softly, "Husband, husband, can you hear me?"

However, Xie Changyan did not react at all, his eyes were still closed, and his breathing was weak.

Xie Ruyi stood aside, his expression solemn. "Young Master's heart disease always causes unbearable pain, yet there's no cure. I don't know why, but it suddenly struck again this time, and it's more severe than any previous time."

Jiang Song listened, his brows furrowed, "Has Doctor Xue ever come to see me?"

"I've already asked. Doctor Xue said that the young master's illness is very severe this time and he might not survive the night." Xie Ruyi said, her voice choked with sobs.

Jiang Song was shocked and looked at Xie Changyan, who was lying unconscious on the bed, in disbelief. "How could this be... He was fine the day before yesterday, how could he suddenly become so seriously ill?"

"Heart disease is inherently unpredictable, not to mention the young master..." Xie Ruyi paused, seeming to find it difficult to speak, "The young master has been worrying too much lately, which has led to the worsening of his condition."

Jiang Song looked at Xie Changyan lying unconscious on the bed, thinking about how he had taken good care of him on a daily basis. Now that he was so seriously ill, how could he just sit back and do nothing?

"Perhaps, I can ask Senior Yun Miao. He has a wide range of knowledge and may know some cures." Jiang Song thought to himself, then turned to Xie Ruyi and said, "Ruyi, you stay here to guard the young master. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, she left Yunyin Pavilion in a hurry without waiting for Xie Ruyi's answer and went straight to her residence.

Seeing her in a hurry, Xiuyun hurried forward and said, "Young Madam, what's wrong with you? You look anxious. Has something happened?"

Jiang Song didn't stop walking, and said as he walked: "Xiuyun, please help me guard the door and don't let others disturb me."

Although Xiuyun didn't understand what was going on, seeing Jiang Song's serious expression, she didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly responded and left.

Jiang Song sat cross-legged on the bed, reciting the mantra to enter the Yunmiao Immortal Palace, but strangely, the Yunmiao Immortal Palace, which he could enter with just a thought, did not respond at this moment.

Her heart sank. Could it be that she was too impatient and recited the formula incorrectly?

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and recited the mantra again.

However, there was still no change. Her consciousness still remained in her own hut and she was unable to enter the Yunmiao Immortal Mansion.