Three times married to Yama

I only dared to practice secretly when my dad wasn't in the village. When the accident happened, my dad wasn't in the village, so I attracted all the wandering ghosts from several nearby villages.

Dozens of wandering ghosts surrounded me. To be honest, how could I not be scared at that time? After all, I was only twelve years old.

Looking around at the strange ghosts, I was so frightened that I froze. At that time, I didn't know that the Ghost Gathering Spell I was using was attracting more and more ghosts.

Things got a little out of control, and I was so scared I cried.

Just as several ghosts reached out their claws to grab me, a figure in white robes descended from the sky. With a wave of his hand, the ghosts surrounding me vanished.

With tears in my eyes, I looked at the tall and handsome man in front of me. He was dressed in white, his hair as black as ink, unlike any ordinary person I had ever seen.

He looked like a fairy I'd seen on TV.

"Kid, why are you practicing here all by yourself? Where's your master?" he asked, his voice gentle and pleasant.

I stared blankly at the immortal before me, honestly shaking my head. "I don't have a master. You're very powerful; can you be my master?"

He refused, saying, "I don't take on apprentices."

At the time, I didn't know why I was so bold as to let an unknown person be my master.

People naturally admire strength. When I saw him scatter the ghosts with a single wave of his hand, my admiration was already overflowing from my eyes.

Of course, my path to becoming his apprentice was not smooth. He did not accept apprentices, but he would come to watch me practice from time to time, and I would ask him questions about things I didn't understand.

After I sincerely begged him 121 times, he finally agreed to take me as his disciple.

From then on, with my master's guidance, my strength improved by leaps and bounds, and I didn't even tell my dad about it.

I pulled my thoughts away from my memories and began to imagine what the jade hairpin would look like.

I haven't seen my master for a year, and I really miss him.

As I thought about it, the corners of my lips involuntarily turned up. He is the ceiling of my ideal partner.

Before I married Yan Jinyue in place of Qin Zhi, I actually harbored a wicked intention towards my master.

Hey……

This... I won't talk about it.

I quickly patted my face a few times to keep myself absolutely sober. I was still married to Yan Jinyue, so I couldn't afford to cause any trouble.

I stayed in the study until late at night, and it wasn't until Yan Jinyue knocked on the door that I finally decided what shape the jade hairpin should be carved.

"Come in," I called out to the door.

The study door opened, and Yan Jinyue walked in wearing a black bathrobe.

My desk was piled high with design drawings for jade hairpins, which Yan Jinyue saw as she walked over.

"You're not even sleeping because of this thing?" Yan Jinyue frowned, seemingly somewhat displeased with my behavior.

I looked up at the time and realized it was already 11 p.m.

I yawned, stretched, and replied, "I have to work overtime these next few days to finish it; it'll be useful in a few days."

"For use on Qixi Festival?" he asked.

"Hmm." I nodded as I tidied up the drawings on the table. "Yes, that day was perfect."

"you……"

I looked up at Yan Jinyue, and seeing his hesitant expression, I asked curiously, "What's wrong with me?"

Yan Jinyue let out a breath and said to me, "Ah Yin, I hope you can remember that before we get divorced, you'd better respect our marriage."

I,"?"

His words made me a little uncomfortable.

"Yan Jinyue, you're acting strangely. How am I disrespecting our marriage? I haven't cheated on you."

"Besides, even if I cheated on you, you probably wouldn't care, since we're getting a divorce anyway."

I admit I was a little emotional when I said that, and I regretted it as soon as I finished.

What if he doesn't extend my life?

Fortunately, Yan Jinyue didn't seem to react much to these words. He just looked at me calmly, and then suddenly smiled.

"That's good, at least you remember we're getting a divorce someday."

Of course I remember, and I remember it all the time, clearly and vividly.

"I must remember, and Your Excellency intended for me to remember this at all times. I have remembered it well, Your Excellency should be pleased."

I paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually, there's something I've wanted to say for a long time. The way you're addressed as 'Prefect' sounds like 'husband,' so whether it's me or someone else, it sounds like they're calling you 'husband,' which sounds a bit strange. Have you considered changing how you address me?"

My words silenced Yan Jinyue. When he was silent and expressionless, he was exactly like the real Yan Jinyue, and the entire space was filled with a sense of oppression.

He didn't reply. After staring at me intently for a couple of seconds, he turned and walked away.

Go to bed early.

It was indeed getting late, time to rest. I left the study and followed Yan Jinyue.

I sighed inwardly. I still had to maintain the facade of marital harmony in front of Xia Zheng. I didn't know why Yan Jinyue would make such a request, but he was the sugar daddy and he had the final say.

I didn't sleep in the room last night, and there was a small change: a large screen had been added between my bed and Yan Jinyue's bed, separating our beds.

That's good. That way, if I have nightmares at night, it won't be too embarrassing.

After washing up, Yan Jinyue was already lying on his bed. I peeked out from behind the screen and looked in his direction.

I tried to talk to him, but he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Even in her sleep, Yan Jinyue, dressed in a silk nightgown, was so elegant. Her skin, so white it was almost transparent, looked even more serene under the moonlight.

Seeing that his robe was slightly open, I thought for a moment, then tiptoed to Yan Jinyue's bedside and gently pulled the blanket next to him over him.

I couldn't help but give myself a mental pat on the back; I was truly a qualified contract wife.

I turned around to go back to my bed, but as soon as I took a step, my wrist was gripped by something icy cold.

Yan Jinyue has woken up?

I turned around and saw a large hand gripping my wrist. The man on the bed had opened his eyes, and in the moonlight outside the window, his eyes were like shimmering lake water under the moon.

"You're awake." I quickly composed myself, making sure my expression and tone were normal.

He sat up in bed, but his hand did not let go of me.

"Will you cover me with a blanket?" he asked.

I nodded. Isn't that obvious?

Yan Jinyue's voice was cold, yet it carried a hint of gentleness, "Are you concerned about me?"

"No, no," I quickly explained, "I have a bit of OCD, it's just something I do on a whim."

If I answer that it's because I care, then he'll suspect that I have inappropriate feelings for him and make me one of his many brides.

In an instant, I saw the light in his eyes dim again. Why was there no light again? Was he not satisfied with my answer?

"Oh, I see..."

The soft, faint voice seemed to carry a hint of melancholy, and the large hand that had been gripping my wrist loosened its hold at that moment.

"Ah Yin, you did a great job. You must always remember our relationship and never cross the line," Yan Jinyue said.

"I know." I looked at Yan Jinyue with some surprise. Actually, I had always kept in mind what he had said, and he really didn't need to remind me all the time.

I even wondered if he was reminding me or reminding himself.

"Yan Jinyue, don't worry, I've always kept our relationship in mind. If you're comfortable with that, we can get a divorce right now. Of course, the conditions you promised me can't be broken," I said earnestly.

My words caused Yan Jinyue's pupils to tremble violently, and her fair and slender hands unconsciously tightened their grip.

"You want to initiate a divorce with me?"

I nodded noncommittally, my gaze calm and certain. "If you're willing, I have no problem with that. It's up to you."

Yan Jinyue stared at me for a long time. The spirit flame earring was shimmering with different colors, but the light was dim, so I couldn't see it clearly.

Finally, I heard Yan Jinyue's voice, which left no room for argument.

"Three years, not a single day less."

I didn't say anything, but rolled my eyes in the darkness.

Three years later, I will only be twenty-three years old, still young.

I was definitely more mature and intellectual back then. I wonder if there would have been any chance if I had pursued my master back then...

Forget it, I'll think about it for now and talk about it three years from now.

In the days leading up to Qixi Festival, I was carving and polishing a jade hairpin to give to my master, and I turned down all other commissions during those days.

Compared to Yan Jinyue, Xia Zheng doesn't have as much of a sense of boundaries. When I'm in the study, this guy will linger there.

He either stares at the scraps of jade or chats and plays games on his phone. He said he met a girl in the game and they've fallen in love online.

I,"……"

That's good, at least I'm not stuck in the past relationship with Qingmei.

However, as Xia Zheng's mentor, I still have to give him a piece of advice.

"Love is love, but you'd better keep your eyes open and not be fooled by some burly guy," I said to Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng held his phone with a confident look on his face, "No, Master, her voice is so nice, like a cute anime girl's voice. She must be a very adorable girl."

"As long as you can tell the difference, that's fine. If you get scammed, remember to tell me." I'll give him a good roasting, oh no, I mean, a little comforting.

Yan Jinyue has hardly been home these past few days, and neither have Tong Nan and Tong Nu. I don't know what they've been up to, but it's fine. I feel quite at ease.

Soon, the Qixi Festival arrived. I contacted my master in advance and then went out early to go to where my master lived.

My master was like everyone else, a celestial being, and the place he lived in was like a fairyland.

Biyi Mountain Villa is located in the westernmost part of Yanyun City, in the place farthest from the hustle and bustle.

I've only been there once, on the day I formally became an apprentice. Although Biyi Manor occupies almost half a mountain, there is only my master in the entire manor, not even a servant.

However, to my surprise, this year's birthday celebration for my master seemed to be quite grand...

Starting from the foot of the mountain leading to Biyi Manor, every few hundred meters along the road stand two young servants. Although they look similar to humans, some have ears on their heads, some have tails behind their backs, and some have wings on their backs.

As I was about to go up the mountain, a boy with a black tail behind him stopped me.

"Hello, young lady, are you here for the mountain king's birthday banquet?" He smiled, revealing two canine teeth.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that the boy in front of me was actually a black cat—a cat demon.

"Yes." I nodded. If I didn't come here for a birthday banquet, what else could I be here for?

The boy with the black cat nodded, took out a booklet and a pen, and asked, "May I ask your name?"

"Lan Yin".

"Okay, please."

After taking notes, the black-cat boy gestured for the wide mountain road behind him to proceed.

Every hundred or two meters along the way, a waiter would smile and greet me, which made me feel quite uncomfortable. I still prefer the time when I walked with my master, when there were no other people on either side of the road except for flowers, trees and beautiful scenery.

Biyi Mountain Villa is quite different today. There are also many doormen standing at the main entrance of the villa to greet the guests.

I entered the manor with the other guests. Although I had only been here once before, I knew where my master lived, so I went straight to find him after entering the manor.

The villa was bustling with guests. As I walked along a long corridor, I overheard two guests talking as I approached.

"Hey, I heard that the Netherworld One is here for the Mountain Lord's birthday celebration? Isn't it said that he almost never attends any occasions like this? Why is he here?"

"I don't know, maybe Youming is just bored. But we have to be careful later, don't offend him, that guy isn't very forgiving."

"Yes, yes, you're right, we definitely have to be careful."

I looked at the two people who had just passed me by. They said that people from the Netherworld had also come to my master's birthday banquet.

Yan Jinyue is from the Netherworld, so it can't be Yan Jinyue who came, right?

I quickly shook my head. It couldn't possibly be Yan Jinyue. How could things be such a coincidence?

I quickened my pace toward my master's courtyard. The gate was ajar, and through the crack I saw a white figure sitting in the courtyard, sipping a cup of tea.

That snow-white robe, that ink-black hair, that ethereal and moon-like aura—what else could it be but my master?

At that moment, all I could see was my master. I pushed open the courtyard gate and happily ran toward that ethereal figure.

"Master!"

The moment I pushed open the door, my master heard me. He stood up and looked in my direction.

I wasn't thinking about anything; my heart was filled with the joy of seeing my master, so much so that I ignored the other people in the courtyard.

"Master..."

I buried my head in my master's arms, nuzzled against his chest affectionately, and wrapped my arms around his waist, unwilling to let go. The familiar scent of flowers filled my nostrils, making me feel at ease.

"Master, I really miss you. We haven't seen each other for a year. Do you miss me?" I asked in a muffled voice, burying my head in my master's arms.