Xuan 11

After twenty-nine years of reign, Jiang Lingxi unfortunately passed away on her way back from a military expedition.

When she opened her eyes again, she was in the modern world a thousand years later, becoming a small celebrity everyone on the internet was shouting to beat.

Everyone shouting to beat? A drama queen? A small celebrity?

Jiang Lingxi smiled it off; as a dignified Empress, she was best at turning the tables in desperate situations!

Soon, the entire internet discovered that the hot searches about Jiang Lingxi exploded again, but they were no longer negative.

Upon entering, netizens were all shouting: Awesome 666!

In the Survival variety show, Jiang Lingxi led the entire scene by herself, and even the former top soldier who had to change careers due to injury couldn't help but humbly ask for jungle survival tips.

In the historical drama remake about the Empress, as soon as Jiang Lingxi appeared, the Empress of a thousand-year-old prosperous era that only existed in public imagination suddenly had a clear image.

During the Dragon Robe fashion show, the fashion master subconsciously performed minister etiquette in front of Jiang Lingxi, and the unedited red carpet photos amazed people both domestically and internationally.

And after more unknown hidden identities were accidentally exposed, the whole internet: We're paralyzed, Your Majesty please witness us sliding and kneeling!

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The Shen family of a thousand-year legacy, Shen Yunqing is the youngest Family Head of this generation.

The man, rarely seen in front of the camera, is full of honor and dignity, only when looking at Jiang Lingxi does his gaze soften like spring water.

'Encountering Your Majesty, I only wish to bow and call myself your subject!'


After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows

Xu Ling'an instinctively placed her hand in Jiang Lingxi's palm.


The slightly cold fingertips were immediately wrapped in warmth.


The noisy sounds around them faded away like a stream, leaving only the voice of the elderly Mr. Zhang, who seemed to be her grandfather, answering a phone call, and her sister's gentle yet particularly steady voice: "Don't be afraid, what will come will come."


She couldn't deny that she was indeed a little afraid and hesitant at the moment.


Even if she and that elderly Mr. Zhang were really related by blood, they had only known each other for less than two days. To her, he was still a stranger she knew very little about.


And her biological parents, she only heard Mr. Zhang mention his youngest daughter but never a word about his daughter's husband. Why was that? Was it related to why she was abandoned in the first place?


Her intuition told her there must be some untold stories, and perhaps not good ones.


Chapter 345: Old Zhang's Granddaughter