I am a maid in an official's household. My beloved is a famous performer, renowned far and wide. In The Civet Cat Replaces the Crown Prince, his words are clear and his singing precise, making it impossible to tell truth from falsehood. The chancellor, who helped the emperor claim the throne, loves the opera and summons my beloved to perform. The chancellor's wife praises his singing. My beloved is thrown into a den of civet cats, and when he comes out, his face has been gnawed until it looks like a rat's. I neither cry nor make a scene, and marry him. Then I take the stage and perform for the chancellor.
