Grande Restauração Han: Começando como sobrinho do Imperador Ling
No segundo ano de Zhongping, uma grande epidemia em Luoyang tirou a vida do jovem Marquês de Yangwu, mas despertou uma alma vinda de mil anos no futuro... O quê? O Imperador Ling da dinastia Han é meu tio? Os imperadores jovens Han Shao e Han Xian são meus primos? Então ainda haveria espaço para o chefe Cao se aproveitar do imperador para controlar os outros senhores da guerra? Tornei-me ora inimigo, ora aliado do chefe Cao, e nutri uma profunda admiração mútua com o tio imperial Liu. Embora o tio Liu não tenha unificado o império, confiou suas esperanças a Liu Heng na Cidade do Imperador Branco, recebendo finalmente o título póstumo de “Zhaolie”. O primeiro-ministro Zhuge finalmente realizou o desejo de restaurar a dinastia Han. O chefe Cao, apesar de não ter unificado o mundo, deixou para trás o “Túmulo do antigo general Han, Marquês Dingyuan do Leste”.
Grande Restauração Han: Começando como sobrinho do Imperador Ling
“Damn!”
A sudden, overwhelming stench blasted from someone’s nostrils deep into his consciousness, immediately provoking an expletive.
The foul odor was indescribable—probably worse than the mix of kitchen waste and sewage stench lingering around the neighborhood’s trash bins.
A sticky, nauseating smell crept relentlessly into Liu Heng’s mind.
“It’s over… it’s over…”
An old man’s trembling voice wailed hoarsely, as if summoning spirits.
There was something pitiful and heartrending in his cry.
“My lord… young lord… please wake up… the House of Marquis Yangwu cannot be left without an heir… how can this old servant face the late marquis without an heir…”
Marquis Yangwu? Young lord? Was this a hospital or a theater?
Confused memories surged violently through Liu Heng’s mind.
The antiseptic smell of the hospital seemed to merge with the foul stench, a lethal combination!
As Liu Heng was about to protest, the familiar antiseptic scent gradually faded, leaving only the strange, putrid smell.
Then, two distinct life paths intersected; the consciousnesses of two people tangled endlessly within this body that had once been declared dead, finally merging slowly into one…
A splitting headache! His temples and the crown of his head throbbed painfully!
Liu Heng gasped sharply amidst the pain. His throat tasted sweet, and suddenly blood surged upwards.
“Pfft!”
“My lord…”
The old man’s voice suddenly rose sharply.
Blood sprayed out like he’d been slapped, stars twinkling before h
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