[Quick Transmigration] Struggle History of a Winner in Life

Taiming, the god king in white, walked through the crowd and came before Prince Showa.As if he lost control, he hugged Prince Showa tightly, and tears of excitement flowed from his expressionless eyes.

Prince Showa hesitated for a moment, and hugged the white-clothed god king with his backhand, silently comforting him.

I don't know how long it took, the white-clothed god king finally found out that something was wrong.He quickly changed the expression on his face, let go of Prince Showa, and sat behind the desk beside him as if nothing had happened.

No one laughed at the white-clothed god king, a brother of the same mother, who hadn't seen him for tens of millions of years.When we meet again, it is normal to lose our composure.

These gods who have been friends since they were in the mortal world talked about each sentence, but Prince Showa seldom spoke.For one thing, he didn't have his own experience that belonged to the future but existed in the past, so he couldn't talk to them much.Secondly, he is a taciturn type, not as good at enlivening the atmosphere as some people.

Suddenly, a god called Prince Zhaoming, the god in white.He didn't realize that there was something wrong with his address, and the white-clothed god king responded calmly.As for the gods around them, there was nothing abnormal on their faces, as if the title Prince Zhaoming belonged to the king of gods in white.

Some gods who didn't know the past were all dumbfounded. They felt that they had gained knowledge today.

Prince Zhaoming and Prince Yizhuan said silently in their hearts, gnashing their teeth.

Prince Yi Qiang has been to the barren northern plains, and has also dealt with the white-clothed god king.He used to be very puzzled that the white-clothed god king treated him, the child of his junior brother, no better than treating outsiders.It turned out that there was such a reason.As an older brother, I'm afraid no one would like the children born to his younger brother's partner or other people.

Unknowingly, the banquet came to an end, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven held Prince Showa's hand, and entered the bedroom together.

"How about this body?" His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor asked suddenly as he waved his hand to make all the maids retreat.

"It's okay," Prince Showa was not surprised, and said calmly with a calm expression.

"Will taking off your body have any effect on you?" His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor asked again, his profound spiritual sense was lingering around Prince Zhaohe.

"No problem," Prince Showa replied.

As soon as the words fell, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor discovered that the smell of someone else in Prince Showa had finally disappeared.

His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven was very happy, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, he skillfully took off the crown, costumes and accessories from his body.

Without the cover of the crown, Prince Showa finally saw the face of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven clearly.It was a very delicate face, looking only in his 20s.This face is not ranked high in the entire God Realm, let alone Prince Showa, but it is very flavorful and makes people want to get closer.

His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, who was only dressed in a white dark-striped jacket, lay flat on the large bed. His posture was very standard, with his feet together, his hands on his abdomen, and his breathing was shallow.Perhaps because he noticed that Prince Showa was looking at him, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, and looked suspiciously at Prince Showa who was standing aside.

"what happened?"

Prince Showa smiled slightly and shook his head.He came to the bed, also took off the burden on his body, and lay down on the other side of the bed in a floor-length jacket.Unlike His Majesty's lying flat, Prince Showa has always liked to lie on his side.I still remember that he practiced in such a posture, and thus embarked on this path of never knowing the result.