Three times married to Yama

At that moment, the air fell silent.

My heart was in my throat. The biggest threat now wasn't from Ji Ying, but from Yan Jinyue beside me.

Just as all was quiet, Yan Jinyue suddenly let out a low laugh. At the same time, with a thought, the black shadow that was entangled by the long whip was instantly killed by the whip and shattered into dust.

The dark figure was gone before it could even let out a scream.

Yan Jinyue looked at Ji Ying, her deep voice laced with murderous intent, "Do you think I know?"

He showed no surprise upon hearing Ji Ying's words. My guess was right; Yan Jinyue had known my identity all along, but he had never revealed it. Now that Ji Ying had rashly brought this matter to the forefront, I could tell that Yan Jinyue's expression was not good.

Ji Ying wasn't stupid. When he heard Yan Jinyue's words, he froze, as if struck by lightning.

"You...you knew all about it?" Ji Ying asked incredulously.

With a flick of his wrist, Yan Jinyue swung the Soul-Burning Whip at Ji Ying. This time, he wasn't so lucky as to dodge it and was caught off guard. With a slight movement of his hand, Yan Jinyue brought Ji Ying to his presence with the Soul-Burning Whip.

"Otherwise what?" Yan Jinyue's eyes were dangerous, but her voice was soft and cold. "Isn't it better to live peacefully like this? But you have to destroy my little bit of peace."

"I am truly... very disappointed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long whip wrapped around Ji Ying tightened suddenly, and at that moment I seemed to hear the sound of Ji Ying's bones being crushed.

"Ah—" Jiying cried out in pain, "My lord, please spare me!"

Yan Jinyue remained silent, only slowly tightening the whip. He did not kill Ji Ying as easily and cleanly as he had killed the shadow before, but slowly and deliberately tortured him, making him hear the sound of his bones breaking.

"My lord, I will never dare to do it again, please have mercy!" Ji Ying gritted her teeth, her body, wrapped in whip, constantly shifting between male and female.

Yan Jinyue stared at him expressionlessly. "If you know this, you can't live."

Ji Ying was horrified; he probably never expected that Yan Jinyue would kill him outright.

He cried out in terror, "You are the Lord of the Underworld, and you should abide by the rules and laws of the Underworld. I do not belong to the Underworld, you cannot kill me!"

Yan Jinyue seemed to have heard a joke. He curled his lips in a mocking smile. "You've reminded me that while the demon race does not belong to the Netherworld, in the Six Realms, once a person dies, their soul returns to the Netherworld."

In other words, even if Ji Ying doesn't die now, his soul will still belong to the Netherworld after he dies. I don't even dare to imagine what Ji Ying's soul will suffer then.

Yan Jinyue recalled the Soul-Burning Whip and casually placed a restriction on Ji Ying.

He looked down at the fallen figure and said, "If you dare to reveal even a single word about this, your soul will be scattered and you will never be reincarnated."

Having temporarily escaped death, Ji Ying immediately nodded in agreement.

He couldn't break the restrictions set up by the Lord of the Underworld; if he tried to break them by force, he would be close to his soul being scattered.

"roll."

Yan Jinyue's voice was full of pressure, and the word "get lost" seemed to come crashing down from the sky.

Although Jiying was unwilling, she could only slink away.

At this moment, only I, Yan Jinyue, Xia Zheng, Tong Nan, and A Jin remained in the empty space.

The atmosphere was both eerie and silent.

Yan Jinyue turned to look at me, and before he could speak, I spoke first.

"Lan Yin is my real name, not some online name. I am indeed not your wife; I am impersonating her."

Although the exposure of my identity was alarming, I also felt a weight lifted off my shoulders.

At that moment, I felt much more relaxed. I was finally free from pretending to be Qin Zhi in front of Yan Jinyue.

To be honest, it was really tiring.

"I will bear all the consequences of deceiving you. Please do not blame Qin Zhi, Your Majesty. It has nothing to do with her."

Life and death are preordained, wealth and honor are determined by fate. Although I don't know how much longer I can live, at least I no longer have to live in fear in front of Yan Jinyue.

But, Dad, I feel so guilty.