Three times married to Yama

As the Sanqing Bell rang, I felt a sudden gust of wind blow towards me. When I turned my head, I saw Yun Fu standing beside me.

It arrived instantly! The bodyguard my dad left me is really useful.

"Master, what are your orders?" Yun Fu looked at me with a sinister gaze.

His long, bluish-green hair fluttered in the wind, and a sinister smile graced his pale, handsome face, making him look both eerie and sinister.

I pointed at Huang Yiwan, "Teach her a lesson."

"What are the chances of him dying?" he asked.

I,"?"

This is the first time someone has asked me such a shocking question.

"Well, 20% is fine. Her life should be left to the law," I replied.

Yun Fu nodded gently, "Yes, Master."

He walked up to Huang Yiwan and made his move.

However, instead of watching Yun Fu reprimand Huang Yiwan, I walked over to Ye Heng's side.

Now that the truth is out and his body has been found, I need to see how his obsession is going.

The power of his obsession still lingered on his wounds; it seemed he hadn't let go.

"The person who hurt you will soon be punished. Is there anything you haven't fulfilled?" I paused for a moment, then asked, "Is it your parents' love?"

Ye Heng did not answer me, his gaze fixed on Ye Wenbai lying on the ground, and Huang Yiwan, whose face was bruised and swollen, who had been dragged out by Yun Fu.

"Master A Yin, I have a request, and I hope you can grant it," Ye Heng suddenly said to me.

He said, "I would like to ask you to lend me some spiritual power so I can try again."

I roughly know what he wants to do. I sighed. Perhaps only when he truly gives up will his obsession end.

"Can."

I formed hand seals and infused my spiritual power into Ye Heng's soul.

With my spiritual power, he can do whatever he wants.

"Thank you, Master Yin." Ye Heng bowed to me.

At this moment, the surrounding scenery began to change. It had been sunny before, but now it was drizzling.

Originally located in the garden, it was moved indoors.

It seems this is the illusion created by Ye Heng. Xia Zheng, Yun Fu, and I watched everything that happened in this illusion as bystanders.

Ye Heng, wearing a white shirt and faded jeans, walked out of the storage room, which was his room.

Huang Yiwan brought a bowl of porridge out of the kitchen. When she saw Ye Heng come out, she immediately invited him to come and drink the porridge.

"Ah Heng, come here quickly. This is porridge that your mother cooked for you. Try it."

Ye Heng was flattered by Huang Yiwan's words, his thin face filled with excitement and joy.

"Did Mom make this herself?" he asked incredulously.

Huang Yiwan nodded, "Of course, Mom simmered it for two hours, drink it while it's hot."

"Thank you, Mom!"

Ye Heng was about to drink with the spoon when Huang Yiwan suddenly frowned and grabbed Ye Heng's hand.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Ye Heng looked up at Huang Yiwan with a puzzled expression.

Huang Yiwan's expression changed slightly. She looked at Yuan Feng sitting in the living room, and her lips moved silently.

Yuan Feng looked coldly at Huang Yiwan, "Think about Xiao Sheng."

Huang Yiwan was taken aback for a moment. The hand that was holding Ye Heng's hand slowly released her. She smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing, I was just reminding you to be careful of the heat."

Ye Heng became increasingly dizzy as he drank the porridge, and finally collapsed on the table.

The scene shifts, and we find ourselves in a small, enclosed white room filled with medical equipment. Ye Heng is lying on the operating table, barely clinging to life.

His clothes were torn and his body was covered in wounds. Yuan Feng stood beside him with a knife in his hand, his smile contemptuous and sinister.

"Yi Wan, our Xiao Sheng is saved, all thanks to this burden you gave birth to."

Huang Yiwan turned her head away, unable to bear it; she couldn't bear to look.

But just then, Ye Heng woke up. Feeling pain all over his body, he instinctively wanted to escape. He struggled to get up but fell off the operating table.

"Mom, save me, save me, Mom..." Ye Heng crawled towards the door, pleading with Huang Yiwan, "It hurts so much, it really hurts so much, please save me..."

Huang Yiwan still turned her head away from Ye Heng, her body trembling slightly.

Yuan Feng threw down the knife and rushed to grab Ye Heng. Ye Heng struggled violently out of the instinct for survival, and even though the ground was covered in blood and his wounds were opening wider, he did not give up.

Yuan Feng was starting to lose control of Ye Heng. He yelled at Huang Yiwan, who was standing to the side, "What are you standing there for? Come and help! Hold his feet down, I'm going to rip his heart out myself!"

Huang Yiwan didn't move, but her body trembled even more violently.

"Honey, maybe we should call it quits. We can wait and look for other matches. After all, Heng is my own son..."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Feng roared, "Things have come to this point and you want to back out? Think about Xiao Sheng, can he afford to wait?"

"This burden you gave birth to is perfect. As long as you and his father don't pursue it, no one will find out he's dead."

As soon as Yuan Feng finished speaking, Xiao Sheng suddenly appeared in the small room. He was pale, clutching his chest, and cried out to Huang Yiwan, "Mom, my heart hurts so much, I feel like I'm going to die, Mom..."

Huang Yiwan, who was still hesitating, suddenly seemed to have made up her mind after seeing Xiao Sheng appear, and turned around and walked towards Ye Heng.

"Ah Heng, I'm sorry. Your brother needs you. I gave you your life. Consider it... consider it your way of returning my life to me."