Drunk on Dreams and Fragrance

This story may be abandoned at any time. Enter at your own risk. It's already been abandoned. Don't bother reading. For the first cup of wine, light sandalwood incense: a heady rush of love at first sight. For the second cup, burn agarwood: an enduring affection that only grows sweeter with time. For the third cup, waft dragon's-blood incense: share every flavor of life together. When you and I meet, amid the effortless grace of our finest years, our tastes intertwine and become a story called: Drunk on Life, Dreaming of Fragrance. The mysterious "Eight Arts of Wuyan" bring skill close to the Dao. Bai Tan and Su He travel together, and before they know it, their hearts are entwined. You bring the drunken life, I summon the dream fragrance; hand in hand, side by side. Please bookmark and comment! The story is told equally from the top's and bottom's perspectives. Su He's journey of self-discovery, Bai Tan's rise to fame. Note: Any knowledge in this story that seems (and I mean seems) professional is just for show and serves the plot. This is set in an alternate history, and differs in certain ways from every real historical period. So if you find errors or absurdities, historical accuracy buffs, please go easy on me: ignore them first, and don't flame me.