When the time comes, Lin Muan becomes anxious after crying, so he might as well nip it in the bud.

Nan Qimin held Lin Muan's hands with one hand and wiped the tears on Lin Muan's face with a handkerchief in the other.

The movements of his hands were very gentle, serious and careful.

Lin Muan stared at Nan Qimin blankly, feeling a little strange in his heart.

"Do you do this to others?" Lin Muan sniffed.

"What do you mean I treat others like this? Have you ever seen anyone I treat like you?" Nan Qimin reached out and pinched Lin Muan's nose and motioned for him to blow it.

"It's so dirty." Lin Mu'an leaned back and refused to do this.

"You have a runny nose, blow it out." Nan Qimin didn't know why he was so resistant and insisted on blowing it.

"Isn't there a handkerchief?" Lin Muan glanced at the handkerchief and motioned for him to use it.

"It's not the first time. I blew it when I was a kid. Are you afraid of this time?" Nan Qimin glanced at the handkerchief. "The handkerchief wipes tears and is not suitable for blowing noses."

Lin Muan was determined not to blow his nose, but Nan Qimin insisted on blowing his nose, and the two almost fought over it.

But in the end Lin Muan still blew his hands.

After blowing, Lin Muan didn't want to talk to Nan Qimin at all.

Because he felt that he was not a child, being taken care of like this made him feel incompetent.

"Tell me, why did you start fighting with them again?" Nan Qimin cleaned his hands and looked at Lin Mu'an.

"Say bad things about me." Lin Mu'an glanced at Nan Qimin's hand and shrugged.

Nan Qimin stared at Lin Muan and motioned for him to continue.

Lin Mu'an glared at Nan Qimin, "You just scolded me. If you say anything unpleasant, you can ask it yourself."

Nan Qimin frowned slightly and stood up without saying anything.

When Lin Muan saw him going out, he relaxed. He stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, pulled the quilt and continued to lie down to sleep.

Nan Qimin asked for confirmation that this was indeed the other party's problem. If they didn't tell them, Nan Qimin used his divine power to make them tell the truth.

They all said that Lin Muan was born of a mother rather than a mother, and that Lin Muan was a stain on him, and they also used some dirty words.

Nan Qimin was angry, but he was the emperor, and he could only punish her with a small amount of punishment, but his parents were punished as well.

Nan Qimin went back and looked at Lin Muan, who was sleeping soundly, and unconsciously reached out to stroke Lin Muan's frown.

After noticing his movements, Nan Qimin realized something was wrong, hurriedly retracted his hand and stared deeply at Lin Muan.

……

"Sister Narcissus."

Lin Muan was lying on the table, staring at the narcissus who was embroidering.

"It feels weird to call me sister when I was little, but a hundred years later, when I grow up, I still call me sister." Narcissus smiled softly and touched Lin Muan's head.

"There's nothing weird about her, she's just my sister." Lin Muan smiled with squinted eyes, his amber eyes very bright.

Narcissus just smiled and continued her embroidery work.

"Sister, can I learn this?"

"Why does Xiao An want to learn everything?"

"It feels fun."

"You can't learn just because it's fun. You have to concentrate on what you do."

"I know."

Lin Mu'an reached out and hooked Narcissus's sleeves, tilting his head to look at her.

Narcissus had no choice but to teach him embroidery.

It's not a bad thing that Lin Mu'an is curious about everything. Anyway, the gods in this upper world are also human beings, and their hearts are not all pure.

Many times, many words and many actions will hurt him deeply.

Lin Mu'an's parents are not in the upper world, and many gods are accustomed to flattering and suppressing others. Nan Qimin is too busy to take care of him, and they flower fairies can't help.

It was a common thing for Lin Muan to be bullied. After he learned to use his divine power, this situation disappeared.

As long as he is bullied, he will fight back.

Narcissus thought this was good. If he didn't give those gods a look, they would think Lin Muan was easy to bully.

It's just that every time Lin Mu'an fights with someone, he beats the other person until his power is damaged, which really makes Nan Qimin distressed.

A god with divine power, it is difficult to recover after his divine power is damaged.

Lin Mu'an's divine power has almost caught up with Nan Qimin's, and he doesn't know why those gods insist on provoking Lin Mu'an.

People who have great power don't show off, and they don't just rush up and get slapped in the face.

"Sister, is there something on my face?" Lin Muan realized that Narcissus had been staring at him and touched his face helplessly.

"Yes." Narcissus came back to his senses and looked at Lin Mu'an with crooked eyebrows.

"Where?" Lin Muan was confused.

"She's beautiful." Narcissus reached out and held Lin Mu'an's face, "Xiao An is very beautiful, so beautiful that my sister can't help but look at her more."

Lin Mu Ansheng is very good-looking, with a face so beautiful that it is hard to distinguish between male and female.

His mother Jiang Anshu is the most beautiful woman in the upper world, but she has a very bad temper and is also the leading warrior god.

Lin Ruijin is a kind-hearted person, elegant and courteous in everything she does. No one expected that such a moon god would fall in love with the great warrior god.

Moreover, when Lin Ruijin pursued Jiang Anshu, there was a huge uproar in the upper world. When the two finally got together, many goddesses and male gods held their handkerchiefs and cried.

Narcissus wanted to laugh when he thought of that scene.

"Pretty?" Lin Muan's eyes were full of doubts, and he didn't think he was beautiful no matter how he looked at her.

"Beautiful, Xiao An has a beautiful face." Narcissus touched Lin Muan's head and smiled gently.

"Okay." Lin Muan blinked and smiled.

Beauty is not important to Lin Muan, but whether he is a human or a god, he should like beautiful people.

Lin Mu'an learned embroidery at Shuixian for a few days, and then went to observe Nan Qimin.

Nan Qimin sat with the gods to discuss matters every day, and every time he could feel a burning gaze resting on him.

He knew who it was, but he didn't understand why Lin Mu'an came to find him and didn't show up, just staring from a distance.

However, Lin Muan only stared at Nan Qimin for a few days. He felt that Nan Qimin's life was too boring, so he went to play.

"You...don't have any other friends?"

"They are all afraid of me, and I am your only friend."

Lin Muan hugged the boy who was about the same height as him and smiled brightly.

The young man saw him smiling and looked away with his face getting hot.

"Jian Xing, do you have someone you like?"

"No...no, why are you asking?"

"It's okay, I'm just curious."

Jian Xing looked confused.

Seeing him dumbfounded, Lin Muan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Are you preparing to take the Flower God test?" Lin Muan looked at the complete plant catalog in Jian Xing's bag.

"Yeah." Jian Xing blushed and nodded, "What are you going to take the test for?"

"Whatever, take whatever you can get into the exam." Lin Muan poked at the thick book in Jian Xing's arms.

The two of them went to the Upper Realm Library together, where there were countless books.

Lin Muan accompanied Jian Xing to review here.

He and Jian Xing didn't know each other before, but they didn't fight because Jian Xing scolded him, it was because of a small friction or misunderstanding.

Afterwards, they reconciled and became friends. Jian Xing talked less, and Lin Muan felt fine because he talked less.

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