The lady is straightforward and has a fiery temper, and Wei Zheng never tries to restrain her. But today is different; today he is facing the Prince Jing's residence, so he has no choice but to lower his head.

After calming down for a moment, Sun Lurong realized the immediate consequences and had no choice but to swallow her anger.

Xu, standing to the side, also looked embarrassed. If it were just a princess, she could have managed to smooth things over, but now it was the Princess Consort of Jing who was putting on airs, so it was not easy to back down.

At this moment, Princess Jing spoke again, still with that same smiling expression: "I heard that when your Wei family was in Jiangzuo, you made your fortune by blending perfumes?"

Sun Lurong ignored him, so Wei Zheng nodded and replied, "Yes."

"Then Miss Wei must also be very skilled at perfumery?"

Wei Shuwan, whose name was mentioned, was about to deny it when Princess Jing continued, "I heard Madam Sheng mention this matter at the last palace banquet, saying that the incense that Miss Wei sent was extremely effective."

Madam Xu swallowed hard, then looked up at Wei Shuwan with embarrassment, thinking to herself that it was all her fault for praising Wei Shuwan that had implicated the little girl.

Wei Shuwan had no choice but to reply, "Madam Sheng is too kind. I am of dull talent and my skills are rudimentary. The fragrance I have blended is truly unworthy of being presented in a refined setting."

"You don't need to be so modest. Your parents made their perfume business the richest in Jiangzuo, so you can't be much worse off. I happened to have a sleepless night, and now I'm feeling groggy and not very energetic. Why don't you make me a fragrance to refresh and clear my mind?"

"But I have come today to wish Lord Sheng a happy birthday, and I did not bring any spices with me. Perhaps we should wait..."

"That's easy to say. Your Wei family is right next to the Sheng family. Just have your servants turn around and fetch it."