There were two things Shen Qingci couldn't remember: one was the road, and the other was the man's face.
Once she traveled through time, she became the abandoned daughter of the Hou family who could be bullied by everyone. It doesn't matter, she has an abacus in one hand and a paintbrush in the other, specializing in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction.
Framed by my aunt? When the abacus rings, I will send you to jail!
Suppression of imperial merchants? The magical skill of appreciating paintings will teach you how to be a good person!
The only trouble is that she can't remember who the "passerby" who always helps her shop is.
They ordered him to move goods, let him look after the store, and even gave them meat buns as wages.
Later she found out that this was her biggest backer, Prince Jing, the living king of hell with all the power in the world.
Above the court, he pointed his sword at the ministers for her; outside the palace gate, she drew fuel from the bottom of the cauldron for him.
The King of Hell held her in his arms and smiled helplessly: "Madam, do you remember me now?"
