Ninety-Seven Days Countdown to the Start of King Hongnong

When he woke up, it was Liu Bian, the deposed emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Yong'an Palace is as cold as a coffin. There is only one wife and several eunuchs waiting to die. Dong Zhuo's hand had already reached the door. The princes were staring at the empty dragon chair, and the noble families were waiting for him to die. It is written in the history books that ninety-seven days later, Li Ru brought poisoned wine. Liu Bian refused to drink, so he was held down and force-fed. At the age of sixteen, he died in the cold palace. But it wasn't just a boy who woke up. In his previous life, he was a shadow that lurked in the dark for three days and three nights, a knife that could kill in one breath. The muscles and bones of a Tai Chi master, the instincts of an agent—this sixteen-year-old body contained a war machine. So Li Ru drank the poisonous wine himself. He escaped from Luoyang and took the pseudonym Liu Suifeng. The remnants of the Northern Army are waiting for him, the Imperial Master Wang Yue is waiting for him, and the trump card left by He Jin is waiting for him. What others want is a piece of the pie in troubled times. What he wants is to put the troubled world back into the cage. Dong Zhuo, Yuan Shao, Cao Cao, the family... Everyone thought that the Han Dynasty was exhausted. But the dead boy from Yong'an Palace is back.