She also wanted her clothes to have a one-of-a-kind fragrance.
As soon as she made this demand, a perfume workshop was hastily added to the Eternal Joy Palace.
Countless precious incense ingredients flooded in, and dozens of perfumers worked around the clock to concoct the unique scent the Imperial Consort desired.
"Since your noses and hands are so useless," Imperial Consort Jones said dismissively, "then drag out the one in charge first and cut off her nose and hands."
The maid kneeling in the front was so terrified that she collapsed on the ground, and before she could say a word, she was gagged by the guards and dragged away.
"If you still can't make it happen, each and every one of you can look forward to a miserable death."
"Your Highness."
As a lowly palace maid assigned to help the perfumers, I knelt at the very edge, certain not to draw attention.
Gathering my courage, I spoke up, "If you add a touch of lotus leaf and a pinch of mint to this incense, it will balance the strong scent and lend a refreshing elegance perfect for summer. I guarantee it will outshine all the other fragrances."
"Your Highness should give it a try," I added humbly, bowing low.