Upon hearing this, everyone, whether it was Zhao Jinde and Ma standing beside Yang Qingshu or the sharp-mouthed man threatening with a crossbow opposite, was stunned.
Who's singing?
Where the hell is there any singing?
You fat bastard, are you seeing things because you're scared to death?
Just as the sharp-mouthed man was about to open his mouth and laugh, a mournful, piercing song suddenly reached everyone's ears.
"The lover is joyous, the wife is heartbroken,
The moon knows my grievances,
Meeting is hard, parting is easy, ah,
An abandoned wife now regrets too late,
Do you remember, my pleasure on the phoenix day,
Do you also recall breaking love's branch for another,
Do you feel for the old love now without a place to stay,
Do you remember a child with a mother but no father,
Oh husband!
Do you know my lingering illness has turned to consumption,
Not long, I'll heartbreakingly die for you…"
