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Chapter 399 I am the Flower Goddess, I am the Immortal Tree, I am... Mu Nanzhi! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)

The moment Mu Nanzhi saw Wu Xian walk into the room, her delicate body involuntarily tensed up, and she looked at Wu Xian with great vigilance, as if she was afraid that he might do something to her.

However, when she noticed the fleeting desire in Wu Xian's eyes, followed only by admiration, Mu Nanzhi's nervousness was replaced by surprise.

To be honest, it wasn't that she was narcissistic, but ever since she could remember, she had never seen any man or woman so quickly come to their senses after seeing her stunning beauty for the first time, and with such clear eyes, as if they were looking at some rare flowers and plants, with no essential difference.

Of course, the other party might be faking it, but this was the first time Mu Nanzhi had ever seen someone fake it so convincingly, and she became increasingly curious about the person's identity.

In addition, she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that this person had a very familiar aura that made her feel very comfortable and gave her an urge to get closer, which was very strange.

"Nice to meet you. Please introduce yourself."

Facing Mu Nanzhi's gaze filled with complex emotions, Wu Xian smiled and stepped forward, saying calmly, "My name is Wu Xian, Wu of the mouth and Xian of the envy. I am the night watchman, and this morning I killed Emperor Yuanjing. It was also I who gave the order to have the night watchmen surround the Prince of Huai's mansion."

Upon hearing these words, a series of question marks immediately appeared on Mu Nanzhi's forehead.

The night watchman Yin Luo killed Emperor Yuanjing... She could understand these two sentences separately, but when put together, she felt completely confused.

"Your Highness need not doubt. You can ask the Imperial Advisor about these matters in detail after you leave the palace. As for now... I hope you can do me a favor."

"help?"

Mu Nanzhi was puzzled, not understanding what she, someone who couldn't cultivate, could do for the other party. Could it be growing flowers?

"To be honest, not long ago I discussed with my ministers in the Golden Palace the idea of ​​recommending Princess Huaiqing to ascend the throne as Empress."

Wu Xian's opening remarks were like a bombshell, startling Mu Nanzhi so much that her eyes widened involuntarily.

A princess...can become an emperor?

Seemingly sensing Mu Nanzhi's thoughts, Wu Xian's smile widened:

“Princess Huaiqing is humble and talented, and in my opinion, she is much better than her brothers. Why can’t she be the emperor? Of course, most importantly, I am the most powerful in the current Great Feng Dynasty, and the ministers all think I am right, so they dare not disobey me.”

What an overbearing person...

Mu Nanzhi swallowed hard, then asked in confusion, "But... how can I help?"

"I don't care what the ministers think, but the people's approval is still very important. It concerns my future plans. So I hope that the princess can use the power of the flower goddess to create a spectacular phenomenon of all flowers blooming throughout the capital, adding an auspicious omen to Princess Huaiqing's ascension to the throne, so that she can more quickly consolidate her position."

"A hundred flowers bloom, auspicious omens descend from the heavens..."

Mu Nanzhi muttered to herself, a similar scene flashing through her mind. She nodded knowingly, then shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do that. Normally I can make flowers bloom earlier or bring withered trees back to life, but that only works within the entire Prince's mansion. Now you want me to make all the flowers in the capital bloom, which is beyond my limits."

Wu Xian frowned slightly upon hearing this, but then he understood what was going on.

There is still more than a year before the original plot officially begins, and Huaiqing's ascension to the throne will be postponed for another two years, totaling more than three years, which is enough time for the power of the Flower Goddess within Mu Nanzhi to change.

In addition, her relationship with Xu Qi'an through dual cultivation has strengthened her control over her own spiritual energy, which is why she was able to make the plants in the entire capital city grow wildly and flowers bloom in an instant.

This is a difficult situation. Should I try to cultivate with her again first and then see if it works?
Thinking of this, Wu Xian couldn't help but look at Mu Nanzhi again. His gaze, which had originally been one of admiration, suddenly became less innocent.

"What...what do you want to do?"

As if sensing the change in Wu Xian's gaze, Mu Nanzhi's expression panicked, and she retreated repeatedly, as if she would be devoured if the two of them got any closer. "Don't be nervous, I just want to help you."

Wu Xian smiled slightly, and in a flash, he arrived in front of Mu Nanzhi. Before she could scream, he raised his hand and pointed a finger at her brow.

buzzing-

In an instant, Mu Nanzhi's eyes became unfocused, as if her soul was being pulled by a huge gravitational force, and countless images appeared before her eyes, rapidly rewinding like a revolving lantern.

Those images depicted her experiences over the past thirty years.

There are scenes of her being bestowed upon the Prince of Huai by Yuan Jing and becoming his consort, and scenes of her going to the Jade Buddha Temple with her parents to burn incense when she was nine years old, where her beauty spread throughout the Great Feng Dynasty.

Soon, the scene shifted to her newborn self, and then continued. After a long period of darkness and chaos, she saw a beautiful figure playing among the flowers.

The person looked exactly like him, but his brows lacked the sadness and sorrow; instead, he appeared more relaxed, carefree, and unrestrained.

However, this carefree expression was short-lived, and anger soon replaced it.

Countless armored soldiers appeared in her sight, and many powerful figures surrounded her.

Finally, Mu Nanzhi's gaze was replaced by dazzling lightning, and the world was plunged into darkness once again.

She didn't know how much time had passed—perhaps a moment, perhaps an infinite amount of time—but when the darkness dissipated, Mu Nanzhi regained consciousness. This time, she found herself transformed into a towering tree, surrounded by countless rare and exotic beasts, as if they were protecting her as an emperor.

"I am the goddess of flowers, I am the immortal tree, I am..."

Mu Nanzhi murmured to herself, when suddenly, a light flashed in her mind, interrupting her from continuing to indulge in past memories, and her eyes cleared in an instant.

"I am who I am, Mu Nanzhi, and nothing else!"

……

The camera returns to reality.

Wu Xian withdrew his fingers from Mu Nanzhi's brow, and a powerful, familiar force burst forth from her body.

Suddenly, he smelled the fragrance of flowers and the fresh scent of grass and trees.

A glance around revealed that the room had been completely transformed, with colorful flowers and lush green grass growing from every part of the room.

It grew out of the bathtub, from the coffee table, from the pillars, from all the wooden furniture.

For a moment, Wu Xian wondered if he had entered a flower and bird market, his eyes filled with amazement.

Moreover, Mu Nanzhi, who is located at the center of all the flowers and plants, has also undergone more changes.

Her appearance becoming more beautiful was secondary; what mattered most was that her aura was constantly growing stronger.

From an ordinary person with no strength to even kill a chicken, he instantly stepped into a higher rank, comparable to a ninth-rank martial artist, and then continued to advance triumphantly until he broke through the bottleneck of the third-rank extraordinary before finally stopping.

The goddess of flowers... is revived!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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