Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qin Zhenzhen harbored an intense loathing for that elderly woman.
Forty years ago, she had inflicted harm upon her grandmother, and now, four decades later, she had returned to cause trouble once more.
“I’ll fetch the spices,” Qin Zhenzhen declared.
She jotted down the required herbs on a piece of paper and instructed her fourth brother to purchase them. Afterward, she ticulously dried the herbs and ground them into a fine powder, creating fragrant powder.
This fragrant powder required a delicate balance. When placed among clothing, the fragrance couldn’t be overpowering; it had to be subtle yet refreshing. To achieve this effect, Qin Zhenzhen even added a touch of spiritual water. Taking the powder to Su Bin, Qin Zhenzhen applied so to him.
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