Gu Yan Zhiwei

On the night when the entire Shen family was raped and executed, my father stuffed me into a secret pavilion. "Remember, spices are the foundation of the Shen family, and they are also a weapon for killing people." Ten years later, a mysterious incense shop appeared in the capital. The princess's face was completely disfigured after using the ointment I mixed. The powerful prime minister went crazy and committed suicide after smelling my soothing incense. The sixth prince, Xiao Yan, came following rumors in the city. He twisted the albizia incense I prepared with his fingertips and said, "This incense is wonderful. Can it cure my cold poison?" I lowered my eyes and smiled: "Your Highness, this fragrance is very strong. Are you sure you want to try it?" When he leaned over, his lips brushed against my ear: "Shen Zhiwei, the little girl in the secret passage ten years ago, you still haven't hidden the murderous intention in making perfume."