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

The more ridiculous the painting's name, the more explosive the painting's quality.


At that moment, who cared about the painting's name? More people were eyeing those beside them with a predatory gaze.


Without speaking, their eyes conveyed a single meaning: Give me some face, I want this painting.


Target of the predatory gaze: That's not necessarily so. At this time, face won't work.


After a momentary silence, the barrage of comments was like an outburst after being suppressed.


[I always thought only Western realist paintings could perfectly depict feathers and the like, but I didn't expect to see it in an ink painting this time.]


[I'm an art student, and I've raised my pet goose for years, yet I still can't paint its portrait! I desperately want to pay big bucks for a hand as skilled as Xixi's.]


[I actually saw majesty and dominance in a goose!]


Chapter 587: Ten Million Deal