Everyone in the house said that her nose was just for decoration and she was not born with the life of making incense.
At the incense competition banquet, the concubine's "proud work" was praised by the stars.
As soon as she fell to the ground, she only heard a breath——
"The third ingredient is mixed in. This recipe is not yours either."
The whole hall was in an uproar.
Without saying a word, she turned back to her room and wrote down the account: principal with interest.
——
Her fiancé thought she was in trouble, so he threw the divorce letter in her face and hired a concubine instead.
The whole city was waiting to see the abandoned daughter cry.
She doesn't cry or fuss, she just mixes the fragrance.
A furnace of dark incense blooms in front of everyone. It blooms, flows, and closes in a way that the ancients have never seen.
The faces of those who backed out of her marriage turned green, those who praised the concubine became mute, and those who looked down on her all came back following the scent - looking up at her.
——
The prince of the Hou Mansion, who was startling every step of the way, thought he had just met a pitiful creature who was being rubbed around.
But I saw that she was able to use her strength to make things difficult and turn the whole army against him.
He secretly blocked the open fire for her and continued the broken materials, without taking half of the credit.
She gave him a scent in return that only he could smell in the world.
Later, he fought bloody battles at the border, and the army was in desperate situation——
It was this scent that recognized her for him.
She never wanted to live.
She wanted everyone in the capital to remember her name, Shen Zhiwei.
