Yulou Suspicion

Tang Yuxian went downstairs in a panic and rushed out the door regardless of the pouring rain. The rushing water flowed down from the tips of her hair, onto her clothes, and wet her nightgown. She came to the eaves of a lawn and took out a locked iron box from the weeds. "It's okay, it's still there." Tang Yuxian breathed a long sigh of relief, looked up and looked around, and seemed to see a black shadow flashing past the grass.