Praising the Divine

The entire world knew that when the Prince of Zhongshan was exiled from the capital, it was only because he had feigned insanity and eaten feces that the Divine Empress did not have him executed. His temper was abnormally irritable, and it was often the case that he would have someone killed at the smallest disagreement. The An Hua of the past, even if possessing the most serene of Dao hearts, would still have felt a little nervous when confronting this mad prince. Now, however, she was not.

Because she had recently experienced close-up the Pope's heart which was as vast as the sea of stars, and the sunlight of his warmth.

The will of the Pope had always been with her, just like the Sacred Light, so what did she have to be afraid of?

She calmly looked at the Prince of Zhongshan, clearly not intending to alter her account.