All the money was emptied on the way to exile, and there was too much money to spend

Chapter 251 Xia Chan couldn't bear to kill

Wei Jin's refusal to write a will was undoubtedly a provocation to Ying Po.

Ying Po's face darkened, and she took a few steps forward and held down Wei Jin's thin and weak hand.

"Just write when I ask you to. If you keep on talking too much, watch out for your head."

Now Ying Po has become so arrogant that she dares to directly threaten the king of a country.

Wei Jin was threatened, but instead of getting angry, he smiled and said, "I'm like this now, do you think I'm still afraid of death?"

"You are not afraid?"

Ying Po's eyes turned and her gaze fell on the dying Xia Chan in the sedan chair.

"You are not afraid of death, but you are not afraid that I will kill your beloved woman and the baby in her belly?"

"Don't mess around!"

Wei Jin's breath immediately became disordered.

Stop loudly.

Because he exerted too much force, he couldn't help coughing.

The heart-wrenching cough sounded so pleasant to Ying Po's ears.

There was an old waiter outside the door who was very worried and asked about Wei Jin's condition through the door.

Ying Po winked at her men and asked them to take away the old slave who had come forward to check the situation without much eyesight.

After everyone left, Ying Po continued, "Your Majesty, you'd better cooperate a little."

"If you are willing to cooperate, then it will be good for you, me, and the princess as well."

Ying Po paused and added, "It's good for your child as well as the one in the princess' belly."

Although she knew in her heart that the baby in Xia Chan's belly was not Wei Jin's, she couldn't help but think that Wei Jin thought it was.

So isn’t this the best thing to threaten Wei Jin?

Sure enough, Wei Jin was really "threatened".

"If I write it, can you let go of my beloved concubine and the baby in her belly?"

Wei Jin's eyes were filled with longing, and that expression really looked like a man who would do anything for his wife and children.

Ying Po was so proud that she couldn't express it in words.

"That's natural."

"We just want the throne. If you write it, I will naturally have no interest in murdering the princess and her baby."

"Do you mean what you say?"

"Do I have to deceive you?"

Ying Po had a fake smile on her face.

Finally, under her "threat", Wei Jin wrote a will to abdicate and pass the throne to the Bishop of the Shenyin Sect.

As soon as he finished speaking the last word, Ying Po wanted to kill him.

"Wait a moment."

The summer cicada's voice was weak and it began to speak.

Ying Po stopped and turned to look at her.

"Holy Envoy, what do you mean by this?"

"Master told me to execute him myself, and I want to do it myself."

The summer cicadas chirped.

Without a trace of emotion.

Wei Jin's face flushed red, and his eyes were fixed on Xia Chan, as if what he had just heard was not true.

Ying Po burst into laughter.

He took the will and laughed.

"Good, good, good."

"Look how happy I am. I almost forgot that this is the mission given to the Holy Envoy by the Bishop. I shouldn't interfere."

As Ying Po spoke, she stepped back from Wei Jin's bed. Xia Chan slowly moved forward, and at the moment when her body blocked Ying Po's sight, she performed a trick of transplanting flowers and trees.

Change the person on the bed.

It happened in just a moment, and Ying Po didn't have time to notice it.

When Xia Chan came and sat down in front of the bed, Ying Po saw Wei Jin lying on the bed. She didn't know when he had fainted from anger.

She chuckled.

"Aren't you going to do anything yet?"

"I……"

Xia Chan, who originally said that he wanted to kill Wei Jin, hesitated at this time.

She bit her lip and lowered her eyes, her hands trembling constantly, and for a long time she was unable to raise her hands to attack Wei Jin on the bed.

Ying Po watched impatiently from the side.

She also had to wait until Wei Jin was executed and then go back to report to the bishop.

"Holy Envoy, could it be that you really have feelings for him?" Ying Po's tone became increasingly dangerous.

Xia Chan shed two tears as she wished. She raised her sleeves to wipe her tears and spoke to Ying Po in a sad voice.

"I'm sorry, I still can't do it. You should do it."

As she said this, she stood up with great effort, held her belly, and turned shakily towards the door.

Although Ying Po was a little confused by Xia Chan's tear, looking at Xia Chan's big belly and the difficulty he had in walking, she interpreted the slight doubt in her heart as Xia Chan was already terminally ill and did not have the strength to attack Wei Jin.

The imperial edict has been obtained, so it doesn’t matter who killed Wei Jin.

Xia Chan couldn't do it, so Ying Po did it for her.

Just wait until the time comes to settle the accounts and attribute the "credit" to Xia Chan.

Ying Po stepped forward and took a look at Wei Jin, who was lying on the bed, emaciated and unconscious, with blood still on the corner of his lips. Without hesitation, she reached out and crushed his neck.

Just hear a click.

It was a dying life, and it died at the hands of Ying Po.

Xia Chan listened to the sound behind him and his shoulders trembled slightly.

She raised her hand and gently stroked her bulging belly, with her eyes lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ying Po killed someone, took out the corpse insects and threw them on Wei Jin's body, letting the corpse insects eat the flesh and blood of his body, turning him into a pile of bones.

After doing all this, she walked to Xia Chan's side.

"Holy Envoy, the mission is halfway accomplished. Follow me back to welcome the Bishop to the throne!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yingpo walked out the door first.

Don't worry about the summer cicadas.

No matter how many steps she lags behind.

The palace is now completely under her control. Not to mention Xia Chan, who is pregnant and has been poisoned so badly that she could die at any time, even if Xia Chan was not poisoned, she might not be able to cause trouble in this palace.

It has to be said that the reason why Ying Po had such a wrong perception was also due to Xia Chan's acting skills during this period.

His superb acting skills have successfully deceived Ying Po.

This made Ying Po think that the summer cicada was really a turtle in a jar.

At this moment, Xia Chan lowered her eyes and glanced at Ying Po, who was walking in front of her like a master, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

The white hand covered the bulging belly.

Wait a few more days, wait a few more days and all this will be completely over.

Her child will no longer be controlled by anyone.

The shackles of the religion that have bound her for two lifetimes will finally come to an end in her hands.

No one will use this thing to persecute her children again.

Her children will be absolutely free in the future, and can go wherever they want. They will not abandon their loved ones and follow the cult just because of a word from the cult...

When Xia Chan thought of this, she couldn't help but think of the man she hadn't seen for almost a year.

I don’t know how he is doing now?

Are you doing well?

Did Wei Hua find him in time? Did she tell him to come to southern Xinjiang in early October?