The bright body replaced the statue and hugged the boy, lowered his head, stared at him with a doting gaze, gently wiped away the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and intimately plucked his thick and curly eyelashes. Seeing her blinking in horror and trembling involuntarily, she burst into laughter with great pleasure.

He flipped his palms and transformed into a flower crown woven by red roses. He wore it on the boy's head, imprinted a kiss with strong love and divine power between his eyebrows, and then disappeared from the temple.

He came and left, but no one in the temple saw his true body, but the flower crown that suddenly appeared above the boy's head was real, which made the powerful and the powerful sting the eyes of the Pope and Baoer.

Only then did they know that whom they have suffered today is given by whom. But what if they know, that person is the true darling of God the Father. If they want to be against him, the next time they wait for them is death, and the true death of even the soul being destroyed.

"My child, has God the Father forgiven his ignorant believers?" Seeing that the adopted son just held the garland and kept giggling, forgetting everything else, the old bishop had to remind him.

"God of Father didn't say that, I want to repent with God of Father alone, is it OK?" The boy blinked his wet eyes.

"Of course. Let's all retreat. God of the Father doesn't want to see us now, including His Majesty the Pope." The old bishop said very rudely. He angered God of the Father. The Pope's good days are over, not to mention that after he goes out, he still has to explain the traces of Baoer.

Even if he let others bear sin, he will not be able to win the faith of the foolish mortals. God the Father will sooner or later take back everything he once gave him.

The two maids wrapped Baoer in their robes and helped him out. Unexpectedly, Priest Bright, who looked noble and pure, was so lustful and slutty in his heart. After letting him go, he should go to the holy pond to wash his hands.

The powerful people did not leave, but stared at the Pope and the King with condemnation, and asked them to give everyone an explanation. Didn’t it be agreed? The new bishop is the darling of God the Father and the messenger he sent to the mortal world. This is the so-called darling, messenger? Are you really not kidding?

The pope showed shame and said bluntly that he had been deceived by Baoer, he would imprison him for interrogation, and then he was seriously injured and went back to rest. After all, he was the pope now, and no one dared to make things difficult for him, so he had to let him go and block the king from being held accountable.

The king apologized sincerely and was about to announce the revocation of Bishop Baoer's position, but a crisp sound was heard. The bright stone on the second prince's crown was broken, falling from the inlaid groove to the ground and turning into powder. At the same time, the crown with dazzling light quickly climbed over rust, as old as if it would fall apart at any time.

Everyone was still shocked and could not come back to their senses, so they heard the eldest prince's concubine laugh happily, "Hahaha, have you seen it? This is the ruling of the stupid decision God made on you. The evil crown prince in his heart can only wear a corrupt crown."

"No, it's not like this! I did nothing!" The second prince shouted with the crown holding the crown, and with a slight force on his finger, he actually twisted the crown into shape, looking like a cheap, funny hat.

"You dare to swear to the Father God in heaven that you have nothing to do with my husband's death?" The eldest prince's concubine asked sternly.

The second prince shook his head pale and ran away in a panic under the gaze of everyone's clear eyes.

The king suddenly grew older by dozens of years, covering his face and hunching his back, not knowing what he was thinking. It was the respected old bishop who stood up and said that he would definitely resolve the disaster successfully, which allowed the panic-ridden powerful people to leave.

"Joshua is the real darling of God, right?" Everyone was exposed, and the king spoke confidently.

"right."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I remember telling you many times. But you chose to believe in Balbright instead of me."

The king was silent.

"What does the red rose mean? Do you still remember?" The old bishop patted the king's shoulder and walked slowly away.

The king lowered his eyes and thought, and in an instant he climbed from the valley of despair to the top of the mountain of hope. Red roses - pure lover, I love you passionately. If this is the true intention of God the Father, then as long as the Sakya Empire has Joshua, it can have a bright future.
Chapter completed!