Only you could smell what was wrong with the calming incense – intro video

Yours is the smallest incense workshop outside the capital of Shunjing. One night, men from the Jingnan Prince's residence bought the last box of calming incense you had blended by hand; three days later, an invitation arrived at your door: the prince wants you in his residence to blend incense for him alone. Rumor says he is cold, taciturn, and has not had a proper night's sleep in ten years, yet on the very first night, he fell asleep to your incense.