Scent of Destiny

In 2030, a woman who had spent thirty years practicing aromatherapy finally got the benzoin blend she'd been chasing for eight years right in her lab. The moment she smelled it, her heart stopped.

When she opened her eyes again, she had become the sixteen-year-old illegitimate third daughter of the General of Zhenbei's household. There was a cup of tea beside her, with half a cup left. It was poisoned. And inside her mind lived Xiaofu, the sharp-tongued olfactory analysis AI she'd trained herself.

Someone wanted her dead without a trace. Her legitimate mother, cold toward her for ten years, carried her birth mother's scent. Outside the wall, someone caught the scent she'd made in the dead of night.

She has no magic, only a nose and thirty years of experience. The nose is hers; the mind is Xiaofu's. She can smell who's lying and who's poisoned the tea.

Theme: Claim the right to make your own choices through expertise and courage.