CompletedI'm Qingcheng, and I run an inn on the Tea Horse Road.
This is a wild borderland between the Song Dynasty and the Dali Kingdom.
The nobles pledge allegiance to Dali one day and pay tribute to the Song the next.
While we border folk are nothing but the lowest stakes in their games.
Twelve years ago, I waited in my wedding dress all day, but my beloved never came.
All I received was news that he had been killed by rampaging soldiers.
I no longer wait, but after saving one lost soul after another, he has returned—