Qiang lay in bed with multiple scenarios crossing her mind. She received a hairpin, perfume, and a nice dinner. How could a flirt like Yuanjun have the defense map of Meng Country? It made no sense.
She felt nice and safe in his company. He just seemed like a normal perfume merchant. But unfortunately, the other merchants who came alongside him had already been searched by her coworkers. They had nothing on their person other than their goods.
But the intel of the defense map being on a merchant of Meng Country was legitimate. There wasn't any question about it, since the greatest spy of the Ministry of Justice had reported it.
Qiang closed her eyes with mixed feelings. She thought Yuanjun was a nice person and didn't deserve to be deceived. But if she failed at her mission, she was endangering both her and her grandfather's life. Qiang would never choose a man over her grandfather.
