The Beauty in the Coffin, the Living Color and the Fragrance of the Corpse

My grandfather is a half-hearted Feng Shui master. He built his new house on the empress's grave. On the day I was born, there was a red coffin in our family. When I was seven years old, my grandfather asked me to read the marriage letter in front of the red coffin. Twelve years later, my grandfather climbed into the grave himself and asked me to take the lady in the red coffin home. The coffin was opened and she floated out from inside...