Survival is the first strong dose of medicine
She cuts her hair and covers her face, transforming into a young man
Crush a handful of herbs to create a "sky-high price ointment", specially designed to cure nobles' insomnia and noble women's sadness
From the ruined temple to the academy, from the market to the prince's mansion, money jingled into the pockets
She rubbed her stinging knees and smiled, "I dare to credit the King of Hell, so why are you afraid of others?"
Imaginary dynasty, the protagonist's name is wrong
