Murong Yan is “dead.” His subordinate tells him that his love has been crying by his grave every single day. He’s ecstatic and sneaks over to catch a glimpse, only to find that his love isn’t crying at all; he’s just standing quietly in front of the grave. Feeling hurt, he goes to probe his love while under disguise. Murong Yan: You come to see him every day. Is it because you miss him? His love: I come to see how tall the grass on his grave has grown. Murong Yan: …