The assassination of Empress Zhaoluan was a member of the White Lotus Sect.

The White Lotus Sect is the remnant of the White Lotus Kingdom of the previous dynasty, which has existed for hundreds of years, and has been secretly dormant in various parts of this dynasty, in a vain attempt to seek power and restore the country.

Rebellion is a great rebellion.

However, the White Lotus Sect continues to this day, and many empresses of the Red-sleeved Kingdom have not been killed several times, and they have made a comeback again and again.

It is only because the legendary White Lotus Country respects men, and women are the people with low status of the three obediences and four virtues...... Perish.

This time, Empress Zhaoluan recruited the harem, and one of them accidentally mixed with the White Lotus Sect.

……

The Empress Baili Red Makeup was assassinated and poisoned, and her life was in danger, except for the White Lotus Sect, the happiest person was - Baili Purple Sleeves.

The first emperor favored the Dugu Emperor and the nobleman.

Emperor Dugu was extremely jealous, relying on the favor of the first emperor to wantonly kill the princess.

Therefore, the heirs of the first emperor were thin, and until he died, he only left the two princesses of the Fengjun lineage.

The queen girl has a hundred miles of red makeup.

And then there are the hundred miles of purple sleeves.

According to the rules of passing on the throne of the Red Sleeve Country, the eldest princess, who is the eldest concubine, has a hundred miles of red makeup, and naturally inherits the unification.

Baili Purple Sleeves has always thought that if it weren't for the fact that there was an imperial sister Baili Red Makeup on her head, the Red Sleeves Country should have been hers!

If......

If Baili Red Makeup dies like this, and she doesn't leave a son and a half daughter, then her Baili Purple Sleeves-

is undoubtedly the best candidate for the next empress of the Red Sleeve Country!

"Imperial Doctor, what happened to the royal sister of this king?" Outside the palace, Baili Zi Sleeve stepped forward and pulled the imperial doctor who was diagnosing the pulse of the empress, and asked in a tone that couldn't wait.

The face is burning, the eyebrows and eyes are worried, and the sisterhood is deep.

- If you ignore the excitement in her eyes.

The female imperial doctor, who was dressed in exquisite Qi Huang technique, shook her head with a worried face and sighed: "The poison in Your Majesty is very strange, and the lower officials are unheard of, so they are powerless. ”

Baili purple-sleeved beautiful eyes burst out with a light of surprise, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and pretended to be worried and worried, "Imperial Doctor, you are a red-sleeved national hand, and your medical skills are exquisite, even you say that the imperial sister is ......"

She shed two tears, as if she couldn't bear to continue, and sighed, "That's how good it is." ”

The female imperial physician frowned, "If the poison in His Majesty's body can't find an antidote within three days, it must be ...... There is no way to return to heaven! ”

There is no way to return to heaven.

So, it's the best.

Baili Purple Sleeves thought to himself.

……

Empress Zhaoluan is critically ill.

Tell the world, reward a lot of money, and ask the divine doctor.

When he knew the news, the white-clothed holy monk held the slender fingers of the ebony Buddha beads and was stunned.

The long eyelashes slowly lifted and looked at the little novice, "...... What did you say? ”

Xiao Shami's heart was slightly timid, and he only felt that the expression on Master Fanyin's face at the moment had an indescribable sharpness.

He repeated, and muttered: "Empress Zhaoluan was assassinated and poisoned, and the imperial doctor in the palace said that if you can't find a cure for poisoning, the empress's life is in danger, and I am afraid that she will not live for more than three days......"

The sound, getting quieter.

Long.

It's been so long that word by word hovers in my heart.

The empress was assassinated and poisoned, and her life was in danger.

Sanskrit Yin's fingertips trembled slightly, and her eyelashes drooped slightly, "The poor monk knows, you go down first." ”

“…… Be. ”

Night.

A white-clothed holy monk stepped into the night and came to the gate of the red-sleeved national palace.