After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows-Chapter 2: She, the majestic Empress, was actually called fragile?

Taking the glass of water handed over by Lu Zhengzheng, Jiang Lingxi looked at the glass straw placed in the cup, and somewhat awkwardly drank water while quietly sorting through the residual memories in her mind.

The identity of this body is now called a star, also known as an artist. In her understanding, this would be a profession similar to actors or dancing girls in the Dayin Dynasty.

However, while other stars are now adored by thousands, the original body was constantly scolded, mired in scandal.

Box office poison, the entertainment industry's flower vase, possessed by a drama queen... the original self probably didn't even know how many similar titles she had.

Just a week ago, the original self took Lu Zhengzheng to participate in a variety show called "We Travel Together." During the show, the original owner once again acted like a drama queen, ignoring the crew's advice and insisted on picking a camellia flower blooming at the edge of a cliff, which ended up with her panicking at the height, losing her footing, and falling off without the flower.

If it weren't for the fortunate snag on a branch during the fall, it wouldn't have just been superficial injuries.

Though the body was fine, the original self's spirit was far from strong, frightened out of her wits, leaving her high fevered and breathless, thus making it convenient for her to take over.

Now that she has awakened in the original body, the "Travel Together" program group, which had halted because of the owner's accident, is her first task to tackle.

"Huh, it's been so long, how come Sister Tong isn't back yet?"

Jiang Lingxi heard the small assistant's low voice, retracting her thoughts and looking towards the door.

Just as she finished a glass of water, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Tong Yue, who had been all smiles before leaving, returned with a sullen face.

Lu Zhengzheng saw her expression and felt her heart drop a beat.

Jiang Lingxi glanced over Tong Yue's face, and then at the lit mobile phone in her hand, "Was it the program group calling? Or the company?"

Tong Yue paused her step, looking at her artist with some surprise.

Jiang Lingxi figured she was probably thinking: Could you really ask such a question?

Jiang Lingxi had considered continuing to live according to the original's personality, but just thinking about it made her feel she probably couldn't manage it.

Too exhausting, after working so hard all her last life, why force herself now in this one?

Ultimately, Tong Yue swallowed back the question, pulled a chair to sit by the bed, "Director Zhao from the program group made a call, and there was also a call from the company."

She wiped her face, unable to resist looking up again at her artist, who felt somehow markedly different.

It wasn't a change in appearance, but rather in the aura she emitted.

The former Jiang Lingxi, though beautiful, exuded a restlessness that was easily transparent, with an unlikable temperament, basically relying solely on her face to make her way in the circle.

But now the Jiang Lingxi sitting on the hospital bed, even dressed in a blue-striped white hospital gown, with her hair a bit disheveled from lying down, her little face bare of makeup showing a plainness with some weariness, but just sitting there holding a glass, slightly lowering her eyes and looking at herself, she exuded an innate dignity and grace.

Dignified and graceful, Tong Yue was startled by her own perception, quickly shaking her head to dispel the bizarre feeling.

Composing herself, she said, "Director Zhao means the program was halted because of you, and the resulting loss needs to be borne by you. Also, the contract stipulates that if an artist encounters an accident due to personal reasons, the artist is responsible."

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Jiang Lingxi nodded slightly, "That's fair."

Recklessness always demands a price.

The unexpected response made Tong Yue pause again before continuing, "The company also knows that with your current financial situation, it's unlikely you can cover the losses. They said they can help with the money, but there are conditions."

"What conditions?"

"The company invested in a survival-type variety show. This type of show is currently all the rage abroad, and there's interest in domestically following suit, but due to certain risks involved in the show, not many artists are volunteering. The company wants you to participate."

However, Tong Yue knew well that given her artist's physical condition, she'd essentially be a headcount, but at least there wouldn't be any life-threatening dangers, and at most would provide some contrast for viewers.

A delicate female star going into the wilderness for a survival show, regardless of ridicule or skepticism, the hype would surely rise!

Listening to this, Lu Zhengzheng was about to speak, but a glare from Tong Yue made her reluctantly close her mouth, although there was a hint of sympathy when she looked at her Xixi sister again.

Jiang Lingxi obviously noticed, but the original's memory held no knowledge about survival shows. Moreover, she figured, could it be more dangerous than charging into a battlefield? So she simply nodded, "Alright."

Tong Yue immediately breathed a sigh of relief, standing up, she originally planned to pat her artist on the shoulder to comfort her a bit, but her hand stopped mid-air, inexplicably not daring, so she discreetly withdrew it, "I'll go out and reply to the company then. You rest up well."

After all, only during these days for recovery can she truly rest up!

Tong Yue had just left when Lu Zhengzheng leaned forward to the bedside, looking towards the door, and then back, with a demeanor eager yet hesitant to speak.

Seeing this, Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but laugh, this girl looked just like Qing Yuan when her mother first sent her to her side, lively in the same way.

However, since she ascended the throne, upon making Qing Yuan her Chief Lady, she had matured overnight.

"What do you want to say?"

Lu Zhengzheng leaned in closer, half her body almost in Jiang Lingxi's lap, lowering her voice to speak: "Xixi sister, I've seen foreign survival shows, they're really tough to shoot, and with your body being so delicate, I'm afraid you won't withstand it. Why did you agree so readily?"

"Delicate?" Jiang Lingxi raised an eyebrow; it was the first time she heard someone describe her as delicate!

Back when she wasn't even of age, the chaotic times came, and she followed her father and brothers, battling amidst the tumult, running east and west and fighting to establish the Dayin Dynasty.

Afterwards, when imperial power stabilized, the crown prince elder brother passed away due to illness, the half-brothers turned against each other for the crown prince position, not even hesitating to use her, their sister, as a pawn.

Since the legitimate eldest could ascend to the East Palace, why couldn't she, also a legitimate eldest princess with distinguished military achievements?

Once this thought arose, it took root.

Thus began her journey as a powerful empress wielding authority across the world.

No one ever associated the word 'delicate' with her!

Until she was helped into the bathroom accompanying the hospital room, standing in front of the half-body mirror at the sink, seeing her current appearance.

The same face, only now it looked somewhat unhealthy, hair not quite black, thin to the point where even her jawline was sharpened, making her eyes appear even larger due to the contrast.

If the face provided some consolation, then looking further down at the thin frame too slight for her hospital gown, Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but refrain from laughing.