The woman's waist was adorned with the gleaming "Yellow God Seal," her long hair draped freely, her figure slender and frail.
Curled up in a corner of the Great Wall, she appeared exceptionally desolate and helpless.
Tears "plink plink" fell onto the battlements, immediately transforming into a milky-white fog that spread in all directions.
It swiftly engulfed her figure completely.
Only the sound of sobbing remained, along with a song filled with sorrow that lingered persistently:
"Great Yan's mercilessness brings all seas to dry, building the Great Wall to block the northern tribes. People and soil amassed for ten thousand li, Qiliang's faithful wife wails ceaselessly.
No father above, no husband beside, no sons below, alone and doubly alone. The wall crumbles, coloring the land with bitterness, crying again as Qiliang's bones unearth. Weary souls and starving spirits chase each other home; lads of the streets, do not cross each other!"
