I was born with the ability to smell good and evil—good people smell good, bad people stink. But the emperor who was rumored to be violent and murderous actually smelled of bitter medicine. I tiptoed to hand over the candy, "It won't be bitter after you eat it." But he took me back to the palace and forced me to smell his courtiers and concubines every day. Until I pointed at the powerful eunuch and blurted out, "He stinks so much that I can't open my eyes!" The emperor smiled, leaned close to my ear, "Then smell it, am I sweeter now?" Oops, now he is completely dependent on me!
