The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

As soon as she stepped out of the room, Xi Qingyin heard sharp interviews with passers-by on the TV.

"Xi Qingyin? Isn't his genius design broken? What kind of royal painter is he who finds a gunman to write for him?"

"It's disgusting, people who cheat academically don't deserve to be called royal painters!"

"His press conference will start in an hour. Now the Internet is full of videos of him trading paintings with the gunman. The evidence is overwhelming. I want to see how he can defend himself."

After listening to the three interviews, Xi Qingyin's dizzy head hurt even worse.He gave the edge of the door a hand, and the doorknob hit the wall, making a 'dong' sound.

The butler hurriedly switched the channel, turned his back and wiped away his tears, then turned around with a wrinkled smiling face, forced a smile and said, "Little master, aren't you painting in the room?"

Xi Qingyin was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "Uncle, you don't need to care about other people's slander."

It's okay if you don't talk about it, but when you talk about it, the aged housekeeper's eyes immediately turned red.

These days, he really can't figure it out, the little master paints under his nose every day, the royal paintings are accurate and unique, and the frames are excellent, he is a rare genius in the world.How did it become a picky thing for "academic fraud" when it came to other people's mouth?

"Are you having a headache again? I, I'll get you pain medicine!" Fearing that crying would affect Xi Qingyin's painting, the housekeeper hurriedly bowed his head and walked out of the living room.

Xi Qingyin wanted to call the housekeeper, but he had a splitting headache, so he had no choice but to hold on to the door frame, so as not to collapse on the ground.

It was too late, the inheritance pearl in his brain was about to be uncontrollable, he had to complete the performance in one hour as soon as possible, and complete his 'death' performance.

Yes, death.

At this very moment, thousands of Chinese people who are waiting for the press conference may die, but they never imagined that the highly anticipated genius Royal Painter would be so bored that he planned his own death meticulously.

In fact, Xi Qingyin is not boring.

Five years ago, a black bead of unknown origin suddenly appeared in the vast sea of ​​consciousness.During this period, he gathered his mental strength many times and tried to get rid of the bead. Unfortunately, the opponent was as stable as a rock, and instead of being removed, it became more and more solid.Seeing that the black beads did not hinder her painting, Xi Qingyin gradually let it go.

Until a few days ago, the black bead seemed to have accumulated enough energy to absorb him into the inner space of the bead in one go.Seeing all kinds of ancient inheritance murals inside, Xi Qingyin realized that she was not a human being, but the last line of the extinct civet race.

In less than a day, he will be forced to change back to his original form and officially begin to accept the inheritance. He will not regain his human form until the inheritance is completed.

The civet family is extinct because of the imperial painting, he is the last hope, and no matter what, the world must not let the world know about it.Taking into account some recent gossip, Xi Qingyin quickly decided that she had to run away with her life.

After the limelight has passed, his inheritance should have almost been accepted, and it won't be too late to come back by then.

The headache improved slightly, and Xi Qingyin finally regained her five senses. The first thing that rushed into her senses was naturally the sound from the TV.

After the channel was tuned, the picture showed another person who was recently tied with him as the two hot spots, that is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Empire——Rong Yunjing.

The newly conferred crown prince is the well-known Imperial Moonlight, gentle and humble, and never looks down on others because of poverty and lowliness. He is a typical gentleman of Moshang, as gentle as jade.

Apart from virtue, even appearance is exciting.Everyone in the royal family is born with a good appearance, and this His Royal Highness is the most outstanding one born in the royal family, with those eyes full of tenderness, his face can't stop his heartbeat even after one more look.

"What do you think about the recent notorious incident of Xi Qingyin looking for a gunman?" The sweet voice of a female reporter came from the live broadcast.

Xi Qingyin was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that his matter would be fermented in front of the royal family.

He couldn't help but frowned. In a sense, the crown prince, who spoke on behalf of the royal family, should criticize academic fraud, right?

Left and right are just trying to scold him again, Xi Qingyin suddenly felt that it was meaningless.He stood up and was just about to go back to the studio when a slightly chilly voice came from the TV.

"Which reporter are you from?"

Xi Qingyin paused and turned around slowly.

The warm smile on the man's face disappeared completely, and what remained was the faint anger contained in his eyes.

The female reporter seemed bewildered by this question, and hesitated for a long time, unable to speak.

Although Rong Yunjing was not in danger, he still maintained his self-restraint very well.His thin lips were slightly parted, and his tone was still gentle, but the sharpness concealed under the gentleness cannot be underestimated.

"Royal painter is the most honorable profession in Huaguo. Their paintings are used to save their lives on the battlefield. Xi painter even won the A-level royal painter qualification certificate in the middle of last month. You call him by his name directly, and use insulting words." Using words to describe the other party is considered disrespectful. According to the laws and regulations of Huaguo, you can be sentenced to 20 years in prison."

The female reporter was dripping with sweat: "I didn't..."

Rong Yunjing interrupted her, and said: "The royal press conference is the most rigorous place in the whole country. Introducing unconfirmed fake news like 'gunners' is considered dereliction of duty, and it can be regarded as a serious blasphemy against the royal family." .According to the law, the maximum penalty is death.”

Hearing the word 'death penalty', the female reporter's face turned pale, and her legs almost limp in fright.It was only after being reminded by his companion that he reacted abruptly, and hurriedly bowed and apologized.

"It's not me that you should apologize." The coldness in Rong Yunjing's eyes finally faded, and he said with a gentle smile, "It should be the chief painter who is not present at this time."

The female reporter came to her senses, ran to the camera, bowed and shouted, "Illustrator Xi, I'm sorry I was wrong!"

Xi Qingyin off-screen: "...?"

Just when Xi Qingyin wondered if she had known the Crown Prince in the past, the butler who went to get the medicine finally returned, holding a water glass in one hand and painkillers in the other.

The cause of the headache is the inheritance beads, the pain is suppressed day by day, and the effect of painkillers is minimal at all.

Xi Qingyin waved at the housekeeper, turned around and walked straight towards the studio.When he walked to the door of the studio, he suddenly paused, and said in a flat tone: "Uncle, please help me get the bottom set of brushes in the workshop for the press conference, I will use them later."

As soon as the words were finished, the door closed with a 'snap', leaving only the elderly butler with a shocked face outside.

According to the correct procedure, Xi Qingyin can prove her innocence as long as she draws a picture at the press conference.But the set of brush tools placed at the bottom... Isn't that the drawing tool of 'Wu Hua'? How can 'Wu Hua' prove its innocence? !

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The location of the press conference is right on the edge of the cliff outside Xi Qingyin's villa. The scenery there is beautiful and the venue is large and spacious. It will be able to accommodate nearly a hundred media invited to attend the press conference.

This is a rare big news in the past ten years. Many media came to the venue early in order to occupy the best shooting venue.

Black Potato Station was one of them. They thought it was very thoughtful to come half a day and an hour earlier, but who knew that there was no good seat after they came.After asking around, I found out that the other station was as if it had been spattered with chicken blood. Many people squatted here last night.

No way, they finally had to mount the camera on the outer ring, which is close to the cliff.

This place is very bad, only a little bit can be photographed with Xi Qingyin, and half of it is a hanging cliff.Naturally, what the audience wanted to see was Xi Qingyin's paintings. What were they doing looking at the empty cliffs?It is conceivable that if this material is handed over to the stage, they don't know how they will be severely scolded by the superiors.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Xiao Chen pulled the tutor who was setting up the tripod, and asked curiously: "Uncle, this Xi Qingyin is really so popular, why is there such a big battle? And his paintings are all drawn by gunmen, I It's strange, why do so many people like him online?"

Shouldn't it be off the fan immediately?

The mentor had filmed Xi Qingyin a few years ago, and when he heard Xiao Chen's words, he just shook his head and smiled, saying: "You will understand when you meet the real person."

Xiao Chen's face is full of indifference, so what if he sees a real person, a lie is a lie, this is irrefutable.Just as I was about to say more, there was a sudden crowd of people in the distance, it should be the Lord who came.

Xiao Chen immediately stopped thinking and stretched his head to look.

With just one glance, he immediately forgot his words in shock.

The visitor was dressed in a classic white robe from Huaguo. When the wind blew, the hem of his clothes fluttered.There are a few strands of broken hair on both sides of the shoulders and neck, and a head of black hair at the back of the head is loosely pulled up, and only a hosta is used as a fix.

Looking at the figure alone, it is already extremely stunning, but looking at the face in detail is even more amazing.Some people are born to use one eye for ten thousand years, and they are talking about Xi Qingyin's appearance.

It is cold and cold, as lonely as a lotus flower in clear water, it can only be seen from a distance but not played with.

"I seem to understand." Xiao Chen smiled wryly, "I just don't know why this kind of fairy character is in such a difficult situation."

Similar conversations happened from time to time, and the hundreds of people present were invariably shocked by Xi Qingyin's figure for a moment.

Although there are also videos and photos of Xi Qingyin circulating on the Internet, but no matter how good-looking she is, at most she will take a few more glances and forget about it when she turns her head. It is different when meeting a real person. At that time, there will be a blessing of temperament, and one glance is enough learn by heart.

It wasn't until Xi Qingyin walked to the drawing table that the media reporters suddenly came back to their senses.All of a sudden, the sound of the flash and the shutter continued, making it almost impossible to open your eyes.

Xi Qingyin took it for granted, took the brush box handed over by the butler with one hand, and took the rice paper in the small box with the other hand, and spread it on the table.

This first action was very unusual. The media looked at each other and couldn't help but start whispering.

"Painting on a flat surface, what kind of strange painting method is this?"

"Oil painting and sketching, these two major types of painting are formal royal painters who need to prop up the canvas. Xi Qingyin can't be so useless that she doesn't even know the basic painting methods?"

"Hey, why do you have to come to prove yourself, isn't this a self-inflicted humiliation?"

It's not that Xi Qingyin didn't hear the doubts overflowing from all around, the movements of his subordinates didn't stop, and his expression was very calm, without any wavering.

For thousands of years, the civilization has been broken, and the world only knows that sketching can replenish the spiritual power consumed after the battle, and oil painting can repair the spiritual power damaged in the battle.

Even in the past twenty years, even Xi Qingyin thought so.It wasn't until he entered the inheritance pearl not long ago that he didn't know that in addition to sketches and oil paintings in ancient civilizations, there was another kind of painting that flourished for a long time. The ancient people called it "Chinese painting", which is a kind of "waste painting" today. .

Thinking of this, Xi Qingyin raised her eyes to look at the blank rice paper in front of her, and suddenly felt a little moved in her heart.

If the effect of traditional Chinese painting is really as described in the inheritance...the whole human being is just crazy about it!