C106 Jin Yuyuan the One Who Framed Shan Qingyun

In any case, it was the middle of summer, and the weather had changed so quickly. It was already deep into the night, and it was drizzling outside. There was still electricity flashing in the sky, and occasionally there was the sound of muffled thunder. A room on the second floor made a "squeak" sound. That night, everyone had fallen into a deep sleep. No one would get up