Joy of Life: Livestreaming My Rise from Prince to Emperor for the Ages

One second, he was enjoying the attentions of three stunning maids as they washed his face and helped him rinse his mouth, so tenderly it felt like drowning in a pool of spring warmth.

The next, a needle of light formed from murderous intent was pointed straight at his forehead.

That "eunuch" had a gaze as cold as poison.

Li Qingchuan's life after transmigrating was all about heart-stopping close calls.

The livestream audience had just been basking in the tender scene of Lianlian feeding him water, with comments like "I want to be fed too" and "This transmigration gets full marks from me."

The next moment, the needle of light flashed. A bone-chilling, icy fragrance seemed to freeze the screen, and the comments exploded with "???" and "Holy crap!"

The thick skin he'd developed as an office drone proved unexpectedly useful when his life was on the line.

He offered a well-timed compliment. The pressure on his throat eased, and the murderous intent actually withdrew.

He slumped to the ground, gasping for breath, when a chime rang in his mind.

"Mighty physique: successfully awakened."

Leaning on the palace gate as he walked out, he finally got a proper look at the imperial palace.

Golden tiles shimmered like scales, the eaves pointed toward the sky, and the red walls stretched to the horizon.

On the square before the palace hall, the silver-armored Imperial Guards stood in ranks like a mountain. Sunlight glinted off their armor, a steel torrent sweeping across his field of vision.

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or people is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.