Shen Qingge, the last heir of the mystic arts, was born with an intensely yin fate and would not live past the age of twenty-three. To avert her fated calamity, she took her master's dying letter and sought out Lu Sichen, the head of a business empire who was destined to become the Purple Star Emperor. She handed him a marriage contract. “One year of marriage. We each get what we need, then we divorce when the time is up.”
Lu Sichen had seen every trick used to cling to a wealthy family. He signed the agreement with a cold laugh. “Know your place. Don't dream of becoming Mrs. Lu.”
But that very night, when his baleful energy flared up and left him in unbearable pain, it was Shen Qingge who brought everything under control with a single talisman. Later...
When a car crash left his life hanging by a thread, she kept him alive with a Seven-Star Lamp.
When rivals plotted against him in business, she turned the tables with a feng shui formation.
When his former flame showed up to stake her claim, Shen Qingge smiled and offered her tea. “Your forehead is dark. Disaster will strike within three days.”
When their year was up, Shen Qingge left the divorce papers behind and disappeared without a trace.
Lu Sichen searched the entire city, until at last he saw the familiar ID, [Perfected Xuanqing], on a livestream platform. The comments went wild: “Master, please read my fortune!” He showered her with gifts worth tens of millions and joined the stream. “Mrs. Lu, are we remarrying or am I becoming a widower? Read my fortune.”
Shen Qingge smiled as she counted on her fingers. “The reading says... your fate is missing me.”
