Ten years ago, Lu Chenzhou took an incurable curse meant for me and was left on the brink of death. Moved by the boy’s unwavering devotion, I used forbidden magic to place a Heart-and-Life Sharing Curse on us, splitting my life force in half so we could live together. From that moment on, he felt my pain and shared my joy. Holding me, he said, “Niannian, from now on, no one will ever be closer to us.” Later, for my sake, Lu Chenzhou built a business from nothing and became the most powerful Mr. Lu in the capital’s elite circles. But I never expected that, in the name of freedom, he would accuse me of using a vicious curse to bind him against his will. Bai Qianqian nestled in his arms and said softly, “Chenzhou, only after the curse is lifted will you truly be yourself.” He believed her and handed me a cup of poisoned wine, supposedly an antidote to the curse. “Drink it. I don’t want to be your puppet anymore.” I coldly drew a dagger and drove it into my own chest, deep enough to expose bone. Blood immediately poured from Lu Chenzhou’s chest. As he stared in horror, I drank the poison-laced antidote. “Have you forgotten, Mr. Lu? Our lives are bound together. It only ends when one of us dies.”
