C159 Needling qin

It was raining heavily in the autumn. Qin Xiaoliu was sitting in her room, chewing on a roasted chicken. There was a pot of liquor at her feet. She didn't want to do anything but eat and drink when it rained in the early autumn. The second day after the hall was opened, the news that the Scholar's Forest had a good record and wanted to kill everyone in the hall spread. With a single stone