When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

Xie Changyan lay on the couch, his long black hair scattered on the pillow, his face was as pale as snow, his thin lips had lost their color, and his breathing was weak.

Jiang Song gazed at him with heartache, gently hung the Yangxin Jade Pendant around his neck, then sat on the edge of the bed, gathered his spiritual power, and slowly injected it into the jade pendant.

As the spiritual power flowed, the jade pendant gradually emitted a warm soft light, which penetrated Xie Changyan's clothes and warmed his cold skin.

She carefully controlled her strength, fearing that excessive spiritual power would hurt Xie Changyan.

Time passed minute by minute, and the room was so quiet that only the faint breathing of the two people and the occasional slight humming of the jade pendant could be heard.

For some reason, the jade pendant seemed to absorb more spiritual power than expected.

Jiang Song continued to draw more spiritual power from his dantian and inject it into the heart-nourishing jade pendant. He felt that the speed at which the spiritual power in his body was dissipating was extraordinary.

Why is this?

Obviously...

Fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of her forehead, and her face turned slightly pale, but she gritted her teeth and persisted, with only one thought in her mind: she must rescue Xie Changyan.

After an unknown amount of time, a hint of redness quietly appeared on Xie Changyan's face, and the frown between his brows seemed to relax a little.

Jiang Song was delighted, knowing that the mind-nourishing jade pendant had taken effect, so he focused more on channeling his spiritual power.

It was not until the light of the jade pendant gradually dimmed and finally returned to calm that Jiang Song slowly stopped supplying spiritual power.

At this time, Xie Changyan's face was flushed, his clothes were soaked with sweat, his breathing began to become rapid, and he muttered to himself, as if he was experiencing a nightmare.

Jiang Song soaked the cloth and gently wiped the sweat and stains off Xie Changyan's face.

She lifted the hair stuck to Xie Changyan's neck, unbuttoned his pajamas, and wanted to change him into a new set of dry clothes.

At this moment, Xie Changyan suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes flashing with confusion and astonishment, "You...what are you going to do?"

Jiang Song was taken aback by Xie Changyan's sudden action. "Your clothes are wet. I want to help you change into clean clothes."

"No... no need, I can do it myself." Xie Changyan struggled to get up, but fell back onto the bed due to exhaustion.

Jiang Song quickly supported him, "Husband, you are still very weak, let me help you."

"No need!" Xie Changyan broke free from Jiang Song's hand, his tone cold and his eyes wary.

Jiang Song's hand stopped in mid-air. "Okay, I'll go out and ask Ruyi to come in and change you. You should have a good rest first."

After saying that, Jiang Song stood up with a little disappointment and walked towards the door.

The next second, he fell into a warm embrace.

Xie Changyan had sat up without him noticing, and put his arm around her waist, his eyes filled with apology, "Song'er, I'm sorry, I... I lost my composure just now."

He really didn't want Jiang Song to see the scar on his body. It was the mark of his failure in surviving the tribulation, and it was also the secret he tried hard to hide.

"Husband, now that you are awake, I will go and tell mother and the others." Jiang Song pushed Xie Changyan away and turned around to notify others.

Xie Changyan held her hand tightly, leaned over and pressed her under him, "Song'er, don't leave yet, stay with me."

"Ahem! Father, mother, uncles, aunts, and all the relatives are still outside, worried. Husband, I'd better go out and tell them I'm safe."

Jiang Song gently pushed Xie Changyan, not wanting to let him act like this. After all, there were a bunch of people waiting anxiously outside.

Xie Changyan seemed not to hear her. He hugged her tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head, "It doesn't matter this moment."

Suddenly, all the lights in the house went out and the surroundings fell into darkness.

"Song'er, what's wrong?" Chu Jinghong's anxious voice came from outside the door.

Jiang Song was startled and quickly responded, "Mother, it's nothing. The candle may have gone out accidentally. I'll light it right away."

As she responded, she secretly wondered what was going on with the sudden darkness. The windows were all closed, so how could the wind not blow in?

Fortunately, the darkness gave Xie Changyan a way out. He slowly let go of Jiang Song and sat back on the bed, looking a bit embarrassed and helpless.

Jiang Song took the opportunity to stand up, fumbled to find the tinder, and relit the candle in the room.

The light illuminated the room again, dispelling the subtle atmosphere between the two.

"Husband, you take a rest first. I'll go tell mother and others that you're awake." Jiang Song said as he tidied his clothes and prepared to leave.

Xie Changyan chuckled softly and nodded gently, "Okay, go ahead. I'll wait for you to come back."

Jiang Song walked quickly to the door and opened it, only to see Chu Jinghong, Xie Yunni and others standing outside with anxious looks on their faces.

"Mother, Changyan is awake!" Jiang Song's voice was filled with joy that was hard to conceal.

Chu Jinghong's eyes instantly moistened when he heard this, "Really? That's great, that's great!"

Xie Yunni also excitedly grabbed Jiang Song's hand and said, "Sister-in-law, you are amazing. How did you do it?"

Jiang Song smiled and shook his head. "I happened to know a doctor and got some folk remedies from him. I didn't expect them to be so effective."

She did not want to make the matter of the Yangxin Jade Pendant public, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Song'er, you are really the lucky star of our Xie family. It is Changyan's blessing to marry you." Chu Jinghong held Jiang Song's hand and repeated it over and over again.

Jiang Song felt a little embarrassed by Chu Jinghong's words and said modestly, "Mother, you are too kind. It is my duty to share some of the burden for my husband."

Chu Jinghong's face was filled with relief. He turned to the other members of the Xie family and said, "Everyone, go away. Let Changyan have a good rest. Song'er, you stay and keep him company."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded and left the room in an orderly manner, leaving Jiang Song and Xie Changyan alone.

Zhizi Moruomu!

Xie Changyan also felt a little warmed by Chu Jinghong's thoughtfulness. His mother deliberately left the two of them some space to be alone.

"Madam, please remember to take care of the young master's medicinal bath. I have prepared the water. It is in the side room."

At this time, Xie Ruyi walked in from outside and gave a kind reminder, holding a medicine bag in her hand.

Jiang Song nodded, "Okay, I understand. Thank you, Ruyi."

Xie Ruyi smiled, handed the medicine bag to Jiang Song, and then quietly retreated, closing the door considerately.

"Husband, let's go over there." Jiang Song helped Xie Changyan up, put a thick robe on his shoulders, and slowly walked towards the side room.

In the side room, the wooden barrel was filled with hot water, and steam was rising.

Jiang Song gently untied the medicine bag in his hand and put the herbs inside into the wooden barrel one by one. When the herbs came into contact with water, they instantly released a rich herbal fragrance that filled the entire side room.

When she was about to undress Xie Changyan, she suddenly stopped and said, "Husband, do it yourself. I'll wait for you behind the screen."

But she didn't expect Xie Changyan to pull her in front of him, take off her belt, and gently tie it around her eyes. "Song'er, can we take a bath together?"

His low, pleasant voice rang in my ears, carrying a hint of temptation.

Jiang Song was startled and his heart started pounding as if it had been hit by something.