After I Transmigrated to Ancient Times, I Went on a Rampage with My Brother

After an explosion in the laboratory, I transmigrated into the body of a five-year-old noble heiress. Her family was destitute, with only her frail mother and eight-year-old brother for company.

Using my knowledge of chemistry, I made the first lipstick in ancient times, and Daiyun Pavilion, a rouge shop on the verge of closing, became a sensation across Jiangnan once more.

My brother passed the children’s examination at nine. After three years of hard study, just as he was preparing for the county exam, his rival sent someone to steal my formula and frame me for fraud.

The day I proved my innocence with an experiment before a crowd, Young Master Xie, one of my brother’s classmates, came to our defense, coughing up blood as he did.

I felt his pulse and discovered he had been poisoned. Then I caught sight of the dragon-and-phoenix jade pendant at his waist, and my heart sank.

In a secret chamber, his grandfather tearfully revealed the truth: “The empress died after giving birth to twins, a boy and a girl. The girl died in infancy, and the boy was poisoned...”

After two years of boiling seven hundred kinds of medicinal herbs, the poison was finally cured. That night, the young prince gripped my hand and asked, “What do you want?”

I pointed at Daiyun Pavilion’s new sign and smiled. “I want every woman in the realm to know the name Shen Zhiyuan.”