C1228 Hitting his majesty on the stick

There was no corpse inside the coffin, and there were no glittering treasures, only a beautiful, bright Zi Xian flower quietly laid there.

"A flower?"

Chu Yun felt that this flower looked familiar.

"Zi Xian Flower."

Tang Zixian's expression shook as she muttered to herself, "This is a stalk of Zi Xian flower, it's my favorite flower."

Chu Yun seemed to have suddenly thought of something