"Uncle Huang, I thank you. Thank you for coming out of the mountain to save this decayed big man." Liu Xie was now a 16-year-old boy, and he was sitting on the ground in tears.
In front of him was a refined middle-aged scholar, Liu Bowen.
"Uncle Huang, it is useless for me! It has led to the destruction of my great man's foundation for more than a thousand years."
Liu Bowen's eyes were a little painful. Liu Bowen was no other than the most intimate uncle of Liu Xie, the emperor's son today, and also the younger brother of Liu Hong, the Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.
Liu Hong designed to frame him and take the throne. In fact, Liu Honggen didn't know that Liu Bowen had no idea